I Can Fly

I Can Fly

By Elton Camp

When young, there was a dream of delight
Somehow I had become capable of flight

Very soon, the flying dream would recur
It was the fantasy that I always did prefer

Right into the air I would gleefully leap
Whether level ground or a place so steep

I could roll, twist, turn or soar with ease
And remain airborne as long as I please

It was almost if the dream were real
Wind in my hair I could always feel

I no longer have that dream as before
Perhaps I can’t remember it anymore

Either way, I wish it’d come once more
I could take to the skies as I did before
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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