She tumbled from the sky that night
White washed and too familiar
Holding cotton candy dreams
In her hand
Timidly, she set down
And begged the earth
To take her in
Even then
Her heart just wouldn’t
Let go
The sky

***
(She could still hear the echoes
Apple pie lies and emptiness
Hopeless, she couldn't bear to listen)
***

She convinced herself not to cry
Wanted but unacceptable now
Rejecting the memories that
Lingered behind
She smiled, as the night
Breathed her in
Just when
A single stubborn tear
Fell from
Her eye


And I....
I wasn't brave enough to ask her why.

Christine Austin Cole

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/air-born/