This is a little poem dedicated to Ella.
They are Flying away,
And leaving me,
here,
And broken.
-
They are my friends,
They have a
Job
to do.
I know it.
-
But I know
them so much.
It breaks my heart
to see them fly away,
In the blue sky.
-
They are flying away,
And leaving me,
here,
and broken.
Wonder if they will come back.
-
My heart aches,
seeing them,
leave me behind.
i just want to,
call out,
And scream
"Please Stay!"
-
I get left behind,
always,
It is just what happens.
But now,
I got true friends,
I want them to stay.
-
They are flying away,
and leaving me,
here,
And broken.
Wondering if they will come back.
Wondering if they will remember me.
-
Even through I am,
Left here broken.
I got hope.
From what she said.
"See Ya, Soon!"
I know they will be back.
-
I got a feather from
each one of them.
So I can pray,
for their safe,
return,
each night.
-
They are flying away,
and leaving me,
here,
And broken.
Wondering if they will come back.
Wondering if they will remember me.
But I know,
They will be back.
Yeah, sounds a little cheesy huh?
