Monday, March 30, 2015


What does it feel like to fly?
Lifting off to reach the sky.
Soaring to a new height.
A bird's exclusive right.

All alone and way up high.
Nary a cloud in the sky.
Take me along with you please.
What can I do to appease?

I want to fly over the land.
To the tune of a marching band.
Over water I go.
It would make a great show.

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