sorry to made you guys read it, I just want to write a story I know,
but can't tell it directly, then I made up a story from it,

a bird tale

As long as I knew, he was on my side
Telling me about his dream
About the blue sky above us

He always told me, how beautiful the sky are
He told me about the white cloud, and the breeze wind
And many thing that he will meet up there
And believe he will fly to that place someday
He will become a bird

Day by day he is growth his wings
As times flow the wings become wide and strong

But something happens,
Everything gone to other side of the story.
I met him with the wound all over his body,
Almost loose his will,
But he still protect his wings

Time recover all his loose but the scar still remain
And when the time come
He become the bird who affraid of height
Then he began to run
But he never fly

When I met him last year, he change much
His darken eyes over his hat
And the way he talk

It took me days when I realize that
He become a horse who run over the sea of sand
But he can’t run as fast as other horse
That because he always stop to see the sky above him

But if I could tell him that
When the stair of the sky go down to the earth after the rain

That I see him run over the blue sky that he love