Sadness
By Jonathan O
Published 28 August 2023
Seeing my first glimpse of view
I know nature is sacred,
Months pass, it's time for me to fly.
Seeing everyone else flying so gracefully,
Like a butterfly, me too wanted to fly.
Spreading my tiny wings,
Taking off into the sky.
Flap, Flap.
Migrating to the summer grassland,
Soon, starting to feel some fear.
Smoke starts covering the area.
Flames perishing trees like arsons
Animals scream, fires eat and roar.
Flames dancing like a ballerina,
Getting bigger and scarier every second.
My family and friends start to rust,
Am I alone?
Lost in the bewildered paradise,
I'm alone, with no friends and family
Seeing the world beyond my sadness.