I’m starting a new category of works :- poems for children . More will come.
If I could fly
O what would I do?
I’d zoom out my window,
Up, up into the sky,
I’d take my paints,
I’d take my palette,
And I’d take all my brushes too.
I would paint the sun blue.
The sky would be yellow,
With pink fluffy clouds,
you could eat like cotton candy.
I’ll fly…. fly out to sea
And play with the waves
And dance with the foam
I’d race the fishermen’s boats
On and on..
until the moon comes up.
I’ll swish and swirl in the briny breeze
Then up again
To the moon l will go
And I’ll throw in the stars,
to sparkle like jewels
In a silver sea
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nice….this is exactly what i mean when i say…
to be free, to fiy…dont need wings…, a lil imagination will do….whoosh
I would’nt mind being able to fly though
one the super powers I covet the most