fingertips on windowpanesI.More Like This
you are a lost little puzzle piece,
alone and so lonely;
your limbs stretch and reach out--
but the space around you
has never seemed so empty,
you now see your own fragility...
a small, broken-winged bird
unable to fly away, far away;
you sleep to escape.
if wishes were stars,
you'd never feel so cold.
but someday, someday--
after much wondering, wandering,