As I reach up to the sky,
I must seem so shy.
All I want to see,
Is what lay ahead of me,
For when I learn to fly,
I will say goodbye…
And fly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hey I really like this one you can look at it from two different points of view and get two entirely different meanings Great Job, Love, Melissa