Flowing forever,

the river of dreams and hopes,

out of reach from us.

Time moves ever on,

uncaring for you or I.

One day at a time.

A vanguard of time,

a sentinel of the earth,

a good paper weight.

More black than the night,

holding onto what it gets,

keeping only bones.

Silently you fly

upon wings of childish dreams.

Never knowing fear.

Fly well and fly true,

a sky of wishes awaits.

Accomplish your goals.

Just a noisy bird

babbling things like a mad man.

My mind knows no peace.

We all have our shame.

Skeletons in the closet

telling hurtful truths.