Wings so beautiful.
The wind will fly me to the sky
If I can only remember the happy thoughts.
If I can forget the pain
Forget the sadness.
I can touch the clouds.
I can caress the sun.
Soar in the breezes
Untouched by mans un-supposed kindness.
I can whisper in the wind.
I can tell of light days and summer
Warm falls and leaves.
If only I could.
Forget you.
Impossible forever.
Wings are not necessary.
Pulled at the arches,
And Castaway Red