I was once a flower

One day I blew Away

He was once a bird

He lived in a nest of hay

And as he took to the sky

He saw me passing by

So he caught me in his beak

And took me to his weeping peak

For days I laid in his nest

Never swaying, never blowing

For he thought it was for the best.

Stormy sky was my heart

But from him, I could never part.

Disappear, would he always,

Reappear, never always.

Once she was a bird, who came to our nest,

And yet again, took his heart in her breast.

With their beaks singing they flew away,

While I withered to ashes and blew away.