A poem about friends.
Orange feathers fall in the breeze, Like a somber autumn leaves. Tell me, why during summer, when all smells sweet and complete. Clawed in the heart, and falling to my knees, all I can do Is wonder what went wrong, in all of my short lived dreamy days. Hysterical are the events that have happened, causing those close yet far worry. I must stay strong, and try to fly. Onward, away from this forlorn place where my hurt heart lies. Into the wings of someone warm, friend or more does not matter. All I wish for are the wonders of friendship I have here, across the branches, so far from home, yet a song away. Evening breaks, and it shows how your eyes twinkle, friend of mine. To the end, shall I savour the moments I spend with thee. The mystical wonder that has risen from this warm bond Will last me forever. You may not be a lover to me, but that does not change anything. I still love you, friend. In a platonic, very close way, as my sibling, family. Only change in the ways that your heart wants you to do so, Change for none but yourself, be your unique person, your you. Your flaws, your out of place feathers do not bug me, they | represent who you are, your strengths and where you need to grow. Please, carry me away, for I cannot fly yet on my own, to a place out of this thorny nest that hurts my soul. Your voice, your song and views take me there, away from this place. Never give up, keep up your flight to the dawn. We'll see the next morrow if we keep our melody strong, and share our sorrow. Share our good days, and bad days, as friends, close as ever. Until we do or do not drift apart, thank you for flying with me.
- Published June 10, 2020, 22:07
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