Wings

Someday we will have wings,

And someday we will fly.

Earth would look so small to us

When looking from the sky.

Spreading my wings and flying

Why people say I'm dying?!

I see my dears sighing

And all my friends are crying.

With you my life was sweet

But again I know we'll meet.

I know my heart can't beat

But I'm here next your seat.

"Don't go!" I hear you whisper.

I want you to be stronger.

For my sake, don't surrender.

Don't let go of your future.

Live on, my dear, don't cry.

I'm just a passerby.

And when you get wings, I

With you will meet up high.

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~  Basma Addeq