More Poetry, Of Course!

Flying

By Rebekah L Perkins

Have you ever dreamed of flying?

It seems it would be most statisfying!

To soar through the air on feathered wings,

To float on clouds, and stuff made of dreams!

To fly up, and up, 'till you reach the sky!

Oh what a wonder it would be to fly!
To visit the stars in the twinkeling blue,

How we might do it though, I have not a clue.

Think happy thoughts some would say,

And all the sudden, boom! You'll fly away!

But I tried that and it didn't work for me,

I'm stuck on the ground as you can plainly see!

"Pixie Dust" some boldly claim,

Is the way to flying powers gain,

But I've looked all over, high and low,

And I can't seem to find the fairies glow!

So I guess we'll just have to stay on the ground,

As sad and dismal as it may sound,

And never fly away unless on wings of dreams,

And never know the pleasure that flying brings.