I stole the sky
and held it in my hands
palms up
so that I could watch you fly
I never saw the tears of a bird
I realized, who am I to steal the sky?
and rob you of your flights of fancy
I put the sky back where it belonged
to have you close was my only desire
but seeing you happy and free
lifts my heart to a sky we can share together
Beautifully written. Love it. 🙂
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Thank you Cubby. This is a favorite of mine.
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