counselor

your wings cast too much of a shadow.
i'd reach out to touch but you fly too high,
my pathetic attempts at flying have landed me
down here,
and so now i must be content to watch.

i guess i'll watch until my time comes due,
and the wind catches me just the right way,
but why do i have to take this every day
alone?
no, i'll never be alone so long as the earth is here.

just, lonely now and then.
i'll sing a song about myself
and people will shout and sing,
and even though your wings are longer,
i'll gladly wear your ring.