She Had To Fly, I Guess
Somewhere above us there is heaven,
by Punit Parikh
And sometimes angels from above visit us.
I was a blessed soul, I guess,
As such a thing happened to me too.
On a warm February day maybe,
On byroads of life we were destined to meet.
Her tender caring words which took me over,
And her presence made my life special.
For I found my comfort zone in her,
And thought this moment was here to last.
But she was out of place,
She belonged to the sky above.
She had wings
And she was destined to fly.
Nothing of me could ever stop her,
But wish she would grow by.
Twinkling stars look so beautiful
But if viewed from this distant earth
She loved me for a moment,
In this exile, I shall make it last forever.