TW: death
I had a dream that morning
Dosing off and waking up
Alarms set 30 minutes apart
Just so I don't sleep for long
My white angel child
Laughing to me
Called you silly for trying to fly
But you gave a silent smile
And that's all it took for me to see:
The feathers of your wings
Were there to serve a purpose
Fly my sweet angel,
You're finally free!