Pretty Wingz Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

Petals of velvet float through the trees
The storm has passed
The wind has eased
A cry of shock echoes in the air
No one really stops to stare
Except for me; I’m looking up
And I see the moon turning to dust
I feel water hit my skin
Surely someone has sinned
But from the sky nothing falls
That’s when some hear a call
Pretty wings emerge unseen
At some time we all must flee
Go past the mountains
Don’t hit the stars
If you have gone to far
Unless you’re headed somewhere else
Fly away and don’t look back
We fly because we’ve been set free
The small caged bird can see and sing
Home to roam and spread her song
I guess I knew it wouldn’t be long
Before the petals of velvet floated through the trees
And rain would pour even after it ceased