Dreaming

Dreaming

Above the clouds,
floating high,
peace comes to me.
I don’t have time to worry
about what people say,
or the “what’s my next play”
It seems I have
all the time in the world.
I am one with the world
-with nature .
The cold, bright blue sky
is inviting.
It welcomes e with open arms.
The gently floating clouds
wave as they go by.
They are my friends.
No longer alone,
I am one with the wind and sky.
No longer afraid,
it is my dream to fly.

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