The wings of a song, a poem for Nicki Aycox by Tracy Diane Miller

The wings of a song
Not shy to flight
A tune always ready
To soar with the night

Over clouds
And the land of dreams
The wings of a song
Never tired it seems

I can be weary
I can be haunted by doubt
Then the wings of a song
Is the pure beauty I see come out

Colors astound
The heights it will soar
I may be quiet
But a melody will roar

The wings of a song
A child of Fate
Believe in the gift
As I wait

A song is generous
It gives without regret
A melody to heal
Emotions you won’t forget