About the Poem
We all have our dreams that we strive to achieve. Most of us set our sights so high that they may seem impossible to reach... But we should never let others tell us it can't be done -- keep reaching, continue trying... never stop flying...
Fly |
| by Angela K. Dyson |
| So high above the world I'm flying, the only breeze is an angel sighing The warm glow of the sun shines down on me, as I drift ever closer to my destiny Floating through these beams so bright, I push myself to reach new heights I don't know when, but someday soon, I'll be there dancing on the stars, on the moon On the ground I hear them cry to get back on earth, and out of the sky I'm not meant to touch the stars, They're just too bright, and much too far And just when I stop flying, start falling I hear the voice of an angel calling I listen well to her sweet sound, saying, Fly on, and don't ever look down |
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3 Visitor Comments
Denise
I agree with Jasmine, so true
Ana
Excellent
Jasmine
so true.
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