Tiptoe

A dark and dreary road Quietly I tiptoed All battered I looked around No sign of life, just barren ground Wind blew, harsh and cold Keeping its story untold With its command, the leaves danced Roaring like a tigress, I stood tranced But I did not have time So I continued my climb I did not know where I was going Darkness all around, I was just tiptoeing Far away a wolf was crying As the cry kept amplifying I wondered what it was sad about I reasoned it may have a doubt I Looked forward, still no light No mercy for my plight I looked up at the shimmering sky Oh! How bad I wanted to fly I thought why not give it a try It's always nice to soar high I came down with a thud Grass turned red with my trickling blood I looked around for my friends All I saw was broken ends A tear came rolling down I wiped it off with a little frown It was just a modest fall So I came back tall And as I tiptoed On that dreary road The wolf kept crying And the cry kept amplifying I wondered what it was sad about I reasoned it may have a doubt