Take My Wings

Take My Wings

How do they feel

Soft

Delicate

Light

And like a feather

Take my wings

How do they look

Intricate

In their design

Of patterns and colours

Plenty

Take my wings

How are they read

A story told

Of bright and dark

And of tears and laughter

Take my wings

Where have they travelled

To mountains

High and low

To seas

Rocky and smooth

And to roads

Straight and winding

Take my wings

What do they wish

Days of plenty, health and happiness

Friendships to hold and of many

Family to come home to

Of old and new

And for love

To stay when tough and joyful

Take my wings

For whom they belong

For what she has seen

For what she has done

For what she has learnt

For who she then be

Take my wings

And see

What will come

And knowing that even if

They are delicate and light

They have strength

Once in flight

-Emma Phillips 13/10/11