Fences Poem by Frankie Renae

I heard the fences
Grew white with pickets
In your dreams
But mine were broken
Laying on the floor with grasses
Growing rusty o'er them
So the birds could fly free
So I picked up their pickets
Took a hammer and nails
To the parts I thought needed fixin'
And painted up their chipping rails
And only two lovebirds remained
Now the girl, she stayed in with him
Till he could breathe no more
Till the paint fumes were
Killing him, inside
Well, she forgot to build a gate
Thought he would never need to fly away
But those posts aren't 9 feet tall
And wings can take them all
Took them all that day
And the once bare wood stayed buried
In the Earth that held it up
And she all but gave up

I heard the fences
Grew white with pickets
In your dreams
My heart was broken
Laying on the floor with grasses
Growing rusty o'er me
So the tears could fly free
So I picked out my feelings
Took a paper and pen
To the parts I thought needed saying
And planted a great stonegreen tree
Now this time I'll start in with them
Till you can hear no more
They're our times and our dreams
That now is no more
It's just a second like a gate
That we will only pass to fly away
But our love grows 9 feet tall
And our wings are a wall
I keep slamming into
Whenever I try to fall
And our once bare wood stays buried
In His Earth, holds us up

So the birds can fly free