They fly in the air
Later in the day they fly in your hair
Everyone stops and stare
More start to fly around her head
They are strong and start to tare
Her eyes turn red
Everyone stops for a long time
One day a boy starts to make one fly
He was her friend he made a crime
She stayed in the back asking why
Days past by to fast to look at her eyes
He ask the days to go slow to see the red
Her eyes change from red to gold it was a surprise
Everyone around her saw her change they dread
She said she don't care what they say
She was no longer sad or weak about the fly
He ask her what happen she said one word pray
She pass the test from above she now has wings
Really relatable concept, just double check spelling and grammar. However, it was a very good poem nonetheless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another interesting concept for a poem. Read mine - Mirror Mirror - Adeline PS. I agree below. All good poets pay special attention to Spelling and grammar.