Flying Free

Above you soar, flying free

Beautifully in peace

You don’t acknowledge

The world below

But we hope you know

We love you so.

You do not worry

About the hurry

Of the Earth below.

Because you’re flying free now,

And oh, we hope you know

We loved you so

And we still do.

This was my first attempt at a poem. Dedicated to all of my deceased family and friends.. and everyone who has died in this world, naturally or unnaturally, because even if you committed crimes, people loved you, and still do. To everyone, especially those going through tough times, someone out there loves you. Many people, actually, and I hope everyone out there knows that.