©2001 Elizabeth L. Clark
Her keening cries echo
as she flies far too high
Her tears streak her
muzzle as she calls
The others hide their
faces as she passes
knowing this is
her death flight
Her mate has gone
to a place she
cannot reach
a place of darkness
She flies to die
to join him
to be one with
him again
Faster and faster
she goes, mighty
heart breaking
crying louder
Soon she roars
one last time
heart exploding
she falls
