Wings of Tomorrow

She has wings

But she can't fly.

She has tears

But she can't cry.

They say her feet are rooted beneath the ground;

She can't find them,

But she does try.

She digs and digs and deeper too

She gets tired,worried and exhaustedly too.

Seasons come and seasons go

She stays still

With the wind, she doesn't want to flow.

Away and farther away into an unknown world

Where her wings will be cut and tears dried

And no one would care how much she cried...

She digs and digs and deeper too.

She will find her feet

And fly too

And cry she will,

But not the tears of sorrow;

Cry she will,

With joy

For a day that will belong to her;

Her 'tomorrow'.