Please gaze into the clouds more often

and enjoy the way the sky gracefully

moves across our peripheral vision and

causes us to hallucinate the images of

lost dreams.

Please imagine yourself flying with

midnight black angel wings high into

the sky until we kiss the clouds our

cracked hands always yearned to

someday touch.

Please go on without me; keep soaring

higher until you arrive in the galaxy

and can reach out and hold the

glittering stars that people compared

you to.

Please occasionally think of me as

You sit upon the milky way and

Laugh at how trivial life truly is

                                 But we don't care because that's

                                                               What makes it all worth

                                                                                                        Living.