Soaring through the sky
going where I please.
Caring about nothing
save my wings and the breeze.
Getting to choose where I travel
having a choice in what I see.
Not a care in the world
just floating on a dream.
Seeing places most just dream of
knowing secrets that will only be guessed at.
Living on hope
and survivng on happiness.
Peace is my only temperament
love is in the air I breathe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem