She flew into my life out of the blue;
A lost angel, looking to start anew.
With sunlight in her hair and in her smile,
But with rainbows in her eyes, all the while.
I never asked about her troubled past.
I loved her, but knew our love could never last.
One day I caught her gazing at the sky;
I knew then, she was making plans to fly.
Next morning when I awoke, she was gone.
She'd claimed a piece of empty sky, and flown.
Copyright © Robert Haigh 2010