PRAYER TO THE SKIES
It was a
Sunny noon
When on
My window ledge
Precariously perched
A beautiful
Song bird
Began to croon...
It's eyes were
Like that of
Melted chocolate
And it's feathers
Resembled
Honey brown...
I gazed at it
In wonder
Thinking
Oh wow!
It sang of life
Of prettiness
Of my eyes...
It's song held
A promise...
I smiled and laughed
Like never before
This song bird
Was no bore!
Oft it came
It sang and left
Oft it came
And we became
The closest
Of friends...
I talked, it sang
Somehow, life feels
And experiences
We shared!
But one day
A harsh wind
Blew...
The song bird
Perched on
The window
Got, carried away...
I tried to grasp
It
But the wind
Had it first...
The song bird
Was not like
Its own kind...
Brilliantly unique
Is how I
Still describe it...
Almost mine
Though never quite
I pray to the
Skies
I one day again see
It...
That we
Might once more
Be
The song bird
And me
The unlikeliest
Of closest of friends
Instead...!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
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