Tethered by grief.

 

 

Trapped beneath a dark grey sky.
Tethered by grief, unable to fly.
Waiting for the light to banish the night.
Wishing for wings to enable flight.
An outstretched hand, a tentative smile
A meeting of minds closes the miles.
One simple word can make a start.
One gentle kiss might heal the heart

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