Needing a Little Smile

The sky is blue.
That makes me happy,
if someone gave you a hand,
wouldn't you be too?

A delicate chain,
easy to break.
A flightless bird,
looking on with longing at those that soar.

A kindly hand,
needed to help.
To prevent the pain
that we can live without.




I'm a poet
and didn't know it.