THE SKY

THE SKY

Big and blue

And full of big white clouds

That if it were to be taken from the sky and made a little smaller it will look just like a cotton ball

Within this sky I address to you are birds that rule the sky soaring past all the clouds

Making them feel worthless

And within the birds is a mighty ruler

This ruler is the biggest, strongest and smartest of them all

Mighty Eagle, he is

I look up and wish to be one of them

Even though I was not a mighty eagle

I would be able to fly, feel the breeze rushing through my face

But no I have legs

And no wings to help me fly

I guess God stopped us from flying for a reason

But one day I will fly somehow with or without wings

If you don’t believe me

Well you’ll see