the wind one day

took me away

far above the treetops high

on paper wings

angels did sing

as i soared into the sky

my voice though clear

no one did hear

as i slowly floated down

lay silently

for all to see

on the cold, hard ground

though many came

know not my name

and footsteps they did tread

upon my words

that no one heard

it was as if i were dead