Time Is Running Out

Well I open that door and here comes the rain

The rain of ashes and new possibilities.

See, there’s a boy I like and he likes me back and he said he’d meet me at the park today.

Strong and sweet.

Beautiful and neat.

Supportive and kind.

Who helps me keep my mind.

My very best friend;

Turns dark days bright.

Yet I worry;

They may be losing the fight.

First I see a raven,

Strong and dark.

Now I see an eagle,

Majestic and mighty.

Now I see a crow,

So similar to the raven.

Now I see a feather,

Alone and indistinct.

Finally I see the birds.