In the Land of Yellow Brick

She used to say,
“I’ll fly away.” This day
she hoped came quick.
“Over the rainbow,
and beyond, I’ll go,
to follow the yellow brick.

I’ll make new friends
where the brick road bends,
and after, I’ll reminisce.
By defying gravity–
that’s how I’ll finally
discover my happiness.”

“We are pained,”
her friends exclaimed
before she finally left,
but they all knew
to not be blue,
for she was not bereft.

The love they had,
though they were sad,
for her was overflowing.
She took their love
and journeyed above
the kisses they were blowing.