My Sparrow

I have these tears in my eyes
Cold shivers down my spine
I don't know the reasons
I have no dots connecting why

I pray a silent prayer
Expecting to be heard
I reach for the silence
My thoughts flying like a bird

That little sparrow
Reaching for the skies
Will come down to my arms
With an answer to my cry

Fly my sparrow, fly to the shades
In the skies where I seek my way
Go, be my guiding flight

That little insignificant
Bird in the skies
Is now the messenger
Of a heart that cries

He carries the importance
Of a heart in need of band aids
He is beyond any value
To the man beneath the skies

Fly my sparrow, fly to the shades
In the skies where I seek my way
Go, be my guiding flight




Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2007-10-01 at 22:32

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