Fly Like Clouds
see that?
In the sky?
I want to touch it.
I wish to fly.
I see the cloud,
the white puff.
a little ball of stuff.
In my mind i can fly.
And sometimes i want to try.
go to heaven,
out of this hell.
run away, just don't tell,
don't you sall anybody where i'll be.
I'll be in the sky you'll see.
Just look for the girl with the wings.
Jumping form cloud to cloud.
Just listen and she might sing.
Copyright © Carson Jones | Year Posted 2013
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