Short Little Poem

She watches the skies as if the sky would fall
She dreams of birds who fly and soar
She distances herself from those who brawl
She goes near to help to those who crawl

A song may fit her soul
A poem may show her woe
A story may aid her unroll
Her sadness and her sorrow

Her eyes of gray seem distant and away
Her heart of blue seems gone and astray
Her dreams of freedom may not go her way
Her longing for flight is far more than faraway