(dedicated to a flightless bird that soared the skies so well.

written around midnight.) 

Hidden up this secret alley in my mind

There lives a girl I have long left behind.

The winds of change blew away her scent

And left without saying where she went.

I wait for her to come back again

Like a piece of happiness, a quiet rain.

She’ll call me up, and on the end of the line

I shall find the girl I once used to call mine.

A thousand memories will wake my heart

And I’ll ask if she’s ready to start

To find the path we both left behind

And lost, long ago, in my mind.