I knew a little song
when only the Gods knew you
it went nothing like a bird call.
I lost a little soul
when the birds called him home
only the Gods know.
The song had a home
in the rib of the sky
it made my small eyes sting.
The sky will know
your song
my little God.
Love this, vinaka Courtney. Makes me think of my little Rèmy ❤ http://losingremy.wordpress.com/