Autumns End
Born on summers deathbed
Gone by autumns end
Cracked shell
Eager eyes
Useless wings
You were young and not yet ready
Taken too early
Left too late
As you fled this world
Many tears were shed
And as the rain fell
We knew
Our sparrow was gone
Stolen from our grasp
At autumns end
Gone by autumns end
Cracked shell
Eager eyes
Useless wings
You were young and not yet ready
Taken too early
Left too late
As you fled this world
Many tears were shed
And as the rain fell
We knew
Our sparrow was gone
Stolen from our grasp
At autumns end
♠ ♠ ♠
I wrote this for my sister who died last year.Finally decided to upload it here.
My sister's nickname was Sparrow, so that explains the extended metaphor.