Light and fizzy
a lil more fishy
are the light grey eve’s
and the morning sunshine’s.
The wings you painted
have started to grow
prominent from the tee I wear
those shoulder blades
are stiffening with flights
For I fly higher
and do look down
at the levels that remained
a remembrance of shattered beliefs
This is it. I thought.
That never was it. Idiscovered.
You told me
and I believed it so
beaming smiles and
those side stepped glares
again.
and the dance is On.
thank you,
for making me
wear the Shoe.