He covers his despair with laughter.
So much loss has made him tough.
He will do what he must do,
But he will try to shrug it off.
His mother is his nemesis,
He wants to save her more than anything,
He will lose everything to get her back.
Some may call her crazy.
Her hair is blonde and beautiful.
Her eyes are blue and fierce.
She will do the dirty work,
She will downward spiral,
She will die to make a difference.
He will cry, his only goodbye.
Blue fur spreads down his back,
Seven fingers instead of five,
A tail like lightning and just as deadly.
With human friends.
He loves us as his brother did,
Even if he doesn't understand us.
Brown wings stretched out,
Tan belly exposed,
Tail feathers rusty red.
Riding on thermals,
Making an escape.
Trapped forever within this form,
More free than he's ever been.
He makes some hard desicions.
His choices could kill his friends.
His eyes are darker than they used to be.
His face is li