silly me for thinking i could have a piece of heaven,
a gift to ease a wanderers soul,
the gift given - to nurture another child,
but a gift knowing that it wasnt ever mine,
opened up my heart, feelings similar to the 4 seasons of life,
yet a gift that eventually grows wings enough to watch fly away,
that day was today...my gift no longer by my side,
gone somewhere in the beautiful sky,
my solidarity, reminding i got nothing left,
i pretend to hold my smile, as I know her eyes,
can only utter sorry wanting to experience life,
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