Elegant Emu

Elegant emu stares silently at his friends 
As they fly off at sunset 
But he is stuck 
Like a fly in a web 
He looks around 
He stares at me 
Me, him and the few trees 
Stuck here 
That makes three 
We look towards the sky 
And to what the future holds 
It is day soon 
All the highfliers will be back 
To us still stuck in the web