Under your wounds and scars,
I see the beauty within,
Wishing you could see your wings,
As your new life begins.
Sitting under the stars,
One shooting across the sky,
Time for you to fly away,
Time for me to cry.
I feel safe and warm,
When you are close to me,
But, I know your a child of God,
And we will meet again, in eternity.
Uttering from Jenn's Pen 