Wouldn't It Be a Dream

05/29/1995

Wouldn’t it be a dream if we woke up one day with an attachment of wings?

Like a bird in the sky, we would spend the whole day in flight.

On a breezy summer day

with the sound of crashing waves

the scent of freedom flowing in the air

the world lays just waiting

So free in the sky

That’s what we would be

Wild and free always in flight.

High up in the sky

The colors in sight make everything seem right.

The visions we see just seem to speed by.

The sounds that are heard are unreal in all form.

The view from up there is magic in the morning.

But in the morning my flight will take rest because my eyes will open wide.

For all this will be only in a dream.

© 2012 Elizabeth Rockhill