I'D LIKE TO FLY

Write about what you know, they said. Alright then. This is where I'm at. This, undefined group of advice-givers, is what I know.

Here's this week's poem. It's not big and it's not clever, but it is honest: 

I'd Like To Fly

I'd like to fly away now please
To flap these wings and feel the breeze
To soar into the atmosphere
And take myself away from here

I'd like to soar on summer air
The wind to ripple through my hair
The fluffy clouds to linger low
As tiny troubles rage below

I'd like to be so high, so free
To see the world that eagles see
To twist, to turn, to hope, to fly
Through silent air and perfect sky

I'd like to fly away now please
To flap my wings and feel the breeze
I'd soar into the atmosphere
And take my self away from here