Flying Poem by Mel. D.

Soaring through the air
Back and forth I swing
Reaching for the sun's glare,
Listening to the wind sing. 

Finally reaching maximum height,
I wait until the top then sling,
Kicking forward with all my might,
Sending my shoe forward flying. 

It cuts through the air,
Twirling towards the clouds
Before slipping its way down
To the leafy green crowds,

Brief freedom from gained from luck,
Requiring force but still getting stuck.