Our Wings Fly With Time
Date: Saturday, 24th December 2016 @ 04:19:47 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: waynster
Spreading my wings to the essence of time
I believe I can fly
Every time I look back
I ask myself why
In the moments we get caught up
the realm of age we cannot see
Then as time passes by
the wrinkles of our skin show clearly
The winds of time carry us
it carries us so far away
Leaving many memories
so we don’t forget each and every day
However there is no guarantee
our memories will not fade away
Once they are gone, they’re gone
these wings will not bring us to the past for a day
I certainly don’t like the wings of time
I don’t like to fly so far on any day
My wrinkles are becoming too many
my memories are starting to fade away
When the wings of time are tired
and we can fly no more
It’s off to Heavens gates
with our wings of time we will finally soar
At that time of our journey
the pain and suffering of this world will go away
We will wait for our loved ones
their wings will too get tired some day
Written: 15 December 2016
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