Fallen Canary (For Whitney Houston)

Your voice was contrary to your physical being

It was a treasure beyond extraordinary means

You were the canary who sang in people’s dreams

You were the canary who knew how to sing

You had a talent that only a canary could carry

Gliding in the skies only landing when necessary

The notes that you carried, could be confused with fairies

You stumbled during flight and your landings were scary

We waited for the return of our legendary canary

Waited days, months slowly feeling weary

You were the canary who enraptured our attention

Sailing through the skies, singing wonderfully without redemption

You were our winged beauty, occasionally stopping to rest

Before soaring again, stretching your vocal cords

And Lord knows how they flexed

Keeping us captivated, in awe, baited breath

Then one day without warning, you abruptly left

Transcending out of your flesh

Your wings are now shimmer flecked

Still singing like a harp being strummed ever so softly

You’re now an angelic being, beyond the skies living lofty

Worldly actions for you were costly

We do miss you dearly

Forever in our hearts; our canary