In my dreams I can fly
just lift myself and glide
a feather in the breeze
free from this pedestrian life
But here in my waking life
I feel so clumsy, heavy and old
struggling with the weight of my mistakes
the beautiful sky so far from my reach
maybe I'm just here to learn
and maybe I'm here to teach
maybe I'm just here to yearn
to fly like in my dreams
just lift myself and glide
tumbling and turning
twirling and dancing
oh, why can't I just fly?
Cathy Bundy
May 26th, 2014.
Monday, May 19, 2014
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