Friday, 14 September 2012

On flying

You have always been there
right by my side.
Your hot hand pressed into mine
it's imprint touching my heart
just like it was meant to be.

And today we part.

You placed a bird where I sit
made of paper and your fair hands.
How apt my love
as you spread your wings
and take your first steps away from me
and into your first day at school.

Fly my love,
go as far as the moon,
you will make it my darling
I am sure,
you were always meant to be amongst the stars.