Like a sunny day of May
I sit by the lake
Watching birds fly
Wondering to myself
“When will i learn to fly”
The birds soaring above free
Free as can be
They fly to wherever they please
I sometimes dreamed
Of flying high in the sky
Like an eagle so gentle
Gliding so graceful
I walk to my room
Looking out the window
Wondering to myself
“When will i learn to fly”
I sit on my bed
As i close my eyes
I wonder to myself
“When will i learn to fly”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem. one day you will learn to fly