Metaphorical Birds
I watch
Perched on the fence is all the Hope
Her feathers ruffle with the wind
Her song fills the chilled air-
so beautiful and heartbreaking
I wait
The window doesn't change it's sight
All of the front yard
and the Hope perched on the fence
She waits, too
for a lover to come home
Her song doesn't change like
the days change
Her feathers don't fall
when her lover doesn't come back
I watch as Hope dies
Her song stops-
the air cold and crisp
Her limp form falls into the snow
I wait and watch-
maybe you'll come back
Hope doesn't fly away
alive and well
Her song died out long ago
burried in the snow
I wait until the red car
comes up the drive
I don't wait longer
Hope is officially dead-
She's ran over by the snow-chained tires
Tears come to my eyes when the song is
Forgotten
"He died a nobel man, Miss."
the suited man tells me
I still remember her beautiful feathers
being ruffled in the wind
Leaves surrounded her as
She waited.
She waits no longer.
Perched on the fence is all the Hope
Her feathers ruffle with the wind
Her song fills the chilled air-
so beautiful and heartbreaking
I wait
The window doesn't change it's sight
All of the front yard
and the Hope perched on the fence
She waits, too
for a lover to come home
Her song doesn't change like
the days change
Her feathers don't fall
when her lover doesn't come back
I watch as Hope dies
Her song stops-
the air cold and crisp
Her limp form falls into the snow
I wait and watch-
maybe you'll come back
Hope doesn't fly away
alive and well
Her song died out long ago
burried in the snow
I wait until the red car
comes up the drive
I don't wait longer
Hope is officially dead-
She's ran over by the snow-chained tires
Tears come to my eyes when the song is
Forgotten
"He died a nobel man, Miss."
the suited man tells me
I still remember her beautiful feathers
being ruffled in the wind
Leaves surrounded her as
She waited.
She waits no longer.