Redbirds:

[strangeclouds]

Pale faced- He looked almost clown-like. Red tears fell from his eyes.
Every one, flittered away from him before hitting the ground-
even the redbirds wouldn't listen.
"Fly," He said- because he knew he never would.
A thousand redbirds filled the room. "You will be the death of me." He said, as he fell asleep- and decided never to wake.
Until one tiny redbird flew across his face, and kissed his eyes- and color came to his cheeks. He awoke- rubbing red dust from his eyes.
"You cannot save me," He frowned, as he waved the bird away. It hovered there for a second- once catching eyes with him. He looked down as it flew away- a tiny feather landing on the seam of his overcoat. He stared at it for a second, and put it in his breast-pocket.
"You will be my wings," He said.
And then-
He flew.