Time

Time has fallen on a poor wounded bird

Hopeless but chipper

Ready to let go

It smiled and laughed

Until the emptiness of its hourglass

The poor wounded bird

Fought the hardest it could

When the fight in him left

He was prepared to face death

Ready to embrace the journey that awaits

It flew alongside the wind

Leaving puddles of tears

Broken hearts behind

It’s faded smile and half closed eyes

Silently whispers it’s last good-bye