Empty Spaces

They were meant to be filled

With many smiling faces

No one should be alone

In dark and empty spaces

Flowers cannot grow

In beds lacking sunlight

Eagles cannot fly free

If you take away their flight

I know of a butterfly

Held tight in hungry hands

Wings turning to powder

Never flying on the lands

Tell me what's the purpose

To keeping beauty captive

To want what is best for you

When it's no longer active

A heavy heart has tears

That fall heavy like the rain

How can this be happiness

When all that's seen is pain

So there are times of sorrow

In that which makes you smile

It's not your right however

To hide it for a while...

- ©Simone McLeod June 15, 2014

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