Closer to wanting to help set it free.
to be its nest...
Throw it up, to see if it flies,
always being there to catch it.
Making sure it never dies.
On the day it takes flight, wipe the tears from your eyes
because you played your part, and doesn't that feel nice?
To see it fly off to live her best life,
While many others only shown her strife.
you chose love
Now go fly off my little dove,
do what you have always dreamed of.
Mar 2, 2025
Mar 2, 2025 at 9:11 PM UTC
Closer to wanting to help set it free.
to be its nest...
Throw it up, to see if it flies,
always being there to catch it.
Making sure it never dies.
On the day it takes flight, wipe the tears from your eyes
because you played your part, and doesn't that feel nice?
To see it fly off to live her best life,
While many others only shown her strife.
you chose love
Now go fly off my little dove,
do what you have always dreamed of.
I wish to be this for all of my friends.
This poem is dedicated to Sr, I love you.