Annette

I love to watch you fly,
and your triumph makes me smile,
but it's so hard not to hope
you'll come down once in a while.

In suspension 50 yards below, 
I can only hold you when you fall.
even if I had a way to climb,
I can't reach you, I'm just not that tall.

Rushing through the air, you take her hand.
she will catch you when it makes a show.
I'll be splayed and tethered to the ground.
Someone must be there when she lets go.

I love to watch you fly,
and your triumph makes me smile,
but it's so hard not to hope
you'll come down once in a while.

When you need me I will not give way.
Of course, I should be happy that you don't. 
I should pull up stakes and walk away,
but how can I be certain that you won't? 

I will not forget the way you shine. 
Nothing better waits out there for me.
What's the point of making a new start?
I'd still be tied in knots if I were free. 

I love to watch you fly,
and your triumph makes me smile,
but it's so hard not to hope
you'll come down once in a while.

Come down and see me once in a while.