Winged Freedom

Flying high above the world Never pausing for an instant Soaring too high for worries, Too high for troubles Flying on and on Through the buildings, Mountains, clouds, You choose your journey’s name Spread out your wings Soar over the globe Anywhere you wish to be Escape from all of your troubles On the wing forever and ever Never stopping You might never get another chance For something like this Don’t pause You might never start back up Nothing could ever imitate Something so wondrous, so free You hope this ride Will never come to an end Never halt Never arrest You want this moment To freeze in time To continue, And never reach the standstill But, you know it will Sometime, someday Your flight will be arrested Your wings old and tired Someday no one Will appreciate the love, The joy, the promise Of true winged freedom Written January 22nd, 2002 © on Jan 22 2002 07:51 AM PST   0 • 12