untitled me

Each night I stare at the sky

hoping that someday I can fly

no matter what happen I shall try

or else I will cry

 

I dream of it every night

while I’m on bed and sleep tight

and in my dream I see a light

a sign of something that I must fight

 

I think of it everyday

while on green grass I lay

no matter how much I have to pay

as long as I can fly, I may

 

But all I can do is climb a tree

because I can do it for free

so I just have to bring my bread and tea

and on the tree I will eat with the bee

 

~nola~

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