..
I blaze the airflow
beak towards the river
then ride updraft
wings pushed to the sky
,
I’ll pose nonchalantly
for clicking cameras
hear the envious sighs
from those stranded cliff -side
,
They’ll put their children
on carnival rides
the clicking cameras
watch the laughter so high
‘
I dive so low
I glide so high
I laugh for the cameras
leaves the stranded sigh.
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Skywriter Skywriter
Write me a Poem…
I’ve been through the wringer
I feel so alone
‘
I wish i could grow wings
And Fly Far Away
To Ocean horizons where
The Albatross play
‘
I wish I could sprout wings
And fly high above
Soar like an Eagle
Till I find my true love
‘
My Feet have grown heavy
My legs cannot stand
My Body is too weary
To Stay on the Land
‘
Skywriter Skywriter
Carve me out a sweet song
Sing me a tune
that I may carry on.
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