Wishful Wings

A swirling pattern of colour
wings encrusted with jewels
a fierce bird of the night-time
its eyes deep navy pools.

It bears my most precious memories
as it glistens so lively and bright
in the sun it is dazzling
and it’s just as wondrous at night.

I dream about it soaring
calling in the trees
the night lifting its wings
to a place it can be free.