The boy on the bench

The sparrow glides across the sky as the fire smolders freeing smoke like kids rushing out on the last day of school.

 While cars drive on their way to nowhere she splashes in puddles as I sit by waiting somewhere for it all to stop so i can just take a breath.

But he keeps flying as the smoke fills the air, cars keep driving and she keeps spashing.

So i'll sit and wait longing for a moment im sure i'll never see, yet cant help but wait for.