I'd love to fly,

and touch the sky.

I hear in the sky

it's always bright,

unlike the ground

that is covered by

clouds so I may never

see the brightness of the

sun.

Almost as if the

clouds don't want

me to see the sky,

like they're

afraid that I'll

learn to fly.

I think I might

just have to fly

and touch the

sky before the

ground and the

clouds eat me

alive.