I wonder what it's like
to be in the skies,
To fly high,
to be free without ties.
Feeling only the wind
through your hair,
Flying about
without a care.
Gliding into
A sunset view
Enjoying the peace
And warm hues,
Away from all
The hullabaloo.
Oh how I wish
I could fly
In the sky.
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Moonlight
PoetryA collection of poems written by me in the middle of the cold, dark night.
