Poems and Those Kinds of Things

Silver wings -written by my close friend tol_and_smol_ch-

So many people have sprouted silver wings.
And flown up to the heavens where a single angel sings.
But down below, upon the earth, I lay down here and cry.
For there have been so many times, where I've had to say goodbye.
                              -tol_and_smol_ch