Flying Poem by Michael Webb

Flying



Florescent flowing tide
Scattered sunlight
Inviting skies
The breeze cries

To fly up there
Is my wildest dream
Not to care
About the little things

Forget the time
Forget the place
Let my mind
Slip into space

And just fly...

Thursday, December 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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