Dreams Without Wings
3. If Only they Could Fly

If only they could fly.
Fly like the angels they'd sought
of old:

Angels that could grant their dreams,
those little creatures
that had stolen their hearts
away.

But there were no real angels,
no easy ways to realise those dreams.

He could only raise his hands as if in prayer
as the gate in sky disappeared
behind clouds of despair.

The fog was starting to set in again
but he was the only one who could see.