Sigh 

I stare up in to the sky,
   I see.
I feel a call of something gone,
   So close to me.
But I can't seem to reach,
   Can't even hear.
      So close, so near
      The memory so clear.
But so taunting
   I rejoice and just feel,
   More fear.
How long will this last?
   There won't be here,
   And the distance is so much,
I fear.

By: Michael Zhang