She chose to walk alone <br />Though others wondered why <br />Refused to look before her, <br />Kept eyes cast upwards, <br />Towards the sky. <br /> <br />She didn't have companions <br />No need for earthly things. <br />Only wanted freedom, <br />From what she felt were <br />Puppet strings. <br /> <br />She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away. <br />She pitied every blade of grass <br />For planted they would stay. <br /> <br />She longed to be a flame, <br />That brightly danced alone. <br />Felt jealous of the steam <br />That made the air its only home. <br /> <br />Some say she wished too hard. <br />Some say she wished too long. <br />But we awoke one autumn day <br />To find that she was gone. <br /> <br />Some say she wished too hard. <br />Some say she wished too long. <br />But we awoke one autumn day <br />To find that she was gone. <br /> <br />The trees, they say stood witness. <br />The sky refused to tell. <br />But someone who had seen it said <br />The story played out well. <br /> <br />She spread her arms out wide. <br />Breathed in the break of dawn. <br />She just let go of all she held... <br /> <br />And then she was gone. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />*original from As Told By Ginger*<br /><br />Brynn Fier<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-then-she-was-gone-part-2/
