Along with visual arts, I'm also interested in literary arts. I have written a few poems before. Only a small number, but poems nonetheless. The first is a fan-made poem of mine for the video game Ace Combat 6. I found the story to be very intriguing, touching, and all around good. So unless you've played it through, you won't really get it quite as much. Just to clarify, by "bird" or "birds" I'm using the term to describe airplanes, albeit a little more poetically. The poem is from the POV of a wingman of a pilot who's a father, in a fictitious war. Dancing With Angels: Each and every day, She would say the words; Those her father would say Before climbing like a bird Onboard airworthy steel. "Dance with the angels!" says she Piously at home while she kneels, But today's reality even strikes me. As her father climbed higher Into the paradisal blue, The enemy birds spat fire, And that fire, he couldn't loose. My wing-man now prances; Forever with angels he dances.