Spread Your Wings

©tammi hartley

Spread your wings,
Fly so high.
From above you watch,
Over you they cry.
Look at them —
See their pain?
Talons search
My soul, my brain
For any remorse of your death.
I see nothing of pain —
Nothing at all since you left.
You roam your playground
In the clouds of Heaven—
Your bed lies underground.


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