After Life

January 23, 2014

What if you could fly?

What would you try?

Would you soar above the trees?

And listen to the morning breeze.

I am far behind you,

Birds join in flight too.

If only this were true,

I would sail through the sky of blue.

The day will come,

Sooner than some.

We all shall fly,

Above the sky.

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Jesscatty17Jan 23, 2014

<p>Imagine the prospect of flight for asecond or two after reading this. Feel free to anylyze this poem like crazy.</p>