If I had wings on which to fly,
Up in the clear blue sky,
I'd fly so far and fly so high,
Where no human eyes could ever pry.
If I had wings on which to fly,
I'd fly though clouds with rain.
And wash away sorrows and lies,
And wash away the pain.
If I had wings on which to fly,
High in the atmosphere,
Where I could hear the Eagles cry,
My heart would know no fear.
If I had wings on which to fly,
I would be without word.
And not a tear would my eyes cry,
I'd be so close to my Lord.
9/15/11 Alton Texas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one a lot- I have often wished I could fly too- i love the ending when you say if you could fly you would be close to 'my lord'- well done! ! -Claudia