A Wish For Flying Poem by Patti Masterman

Oh I wish I had tight little feet,
Could beat out a song on the rug
And thin as a sylph,
Eyes bright like a dove-
Spaced wide apart, like a classical beauty/

Wish I could sing like the nightingale,
Never say the wrong word,
Always say the right-
A riot at parties,
Friends that last through the night/

Imaginations fine; such a happy place to be,
But it doesn't cut it in history;
I've got to be myself-
Whether win or lose-
Cause nobody else could ever be me/

(But sometimes you know
I really do wish I could fly..)

(written to Cold Place by niha)