Gone to soon

I do not want to break your heart with shattered clouds as they fill the sky with gray, and paper airplanes that won't a send into the sky. While different color butterflies cascade throughout the air, as rainbows abrupt over the oceanic. So, lets spread our wings and soar while we up float into the heavenly skies, as we are surround with angelical harmony. White feathers flutter from the skies, as our angels song bring us home. Shattered tears fall down everyone faces to, see their world come crashing down in front of them. We all begin to feel the pain as people close to us begin to grieve, While they watch written messages in glass bottles a sail. As they pray for their messages to reach up into heaven. Note: This poem is dedicated to victims of 9-11-01