Stages

Wide wings

Rosie beak

White feathers

Reached you're peak

Left me to weep

Needed to leave

Beautiful to say the least

Gave me light

Like early dawn

left in denile

Cried and cried

Left me in anger

Remember the smell of morning dew

Lifeless

Cried and cried was left with an empty well

Nothing left but an empty bucket

Brought me to an end

Left to be alone

Was in a room

Dont remember the talk

Got to the point of ....

Didn't think twice ....

I spread my wings and left.

By;
Sara Dove.