Paper Wings

Her sky is filled with graying clouds
and bouts of thunder rumbling
throughout.

Her wings are unlike the others
that take flight around her.
While they have enlarged
and beautiful feathers,
hers are tattered
and ripped like parchment.

They soak in the first sprinkle
that douse her from Heaven above.
They are withered and wrinkling
like crumpled pieces
of paper.

And even though her wings are as
sensitive and weak as paper,
she realized that being strong
was the only choice she had
if she truly wanted to prove
the ones around her
wrong