Dear Icarus, you poor, poor soul,

Forever a cautionary tale

That reaching for the blue, bright sky

Is doomed to always fail.

Were you truly at fault?

All you wanted was to fly.

Those with hopes and dreams like yours

Do not deserve to die.

O you with famous fall for pride,

Have you yet a redeemer?

The world just wasn't ready for you.

 Love, a fellow dreamer