SWIFT WINGS
Glowing High
Shining Bright
Soaring Far
No Strings to Hold
Or Rivers to Float
But Skies to Fly
Heavily Seen
Soundly Heard
But Lightly Held
Sweet a Life
For a Dream I live
For Once a Story
Now I see
And smile for Real
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem