Birds make it look so easy
And I watch from below
Jealously wishing to join.
My feet remain firmly in reality
And I dirty my feet in the mud
As I stare longingly into the azure sky.
A friend quietly joins me as I look to the heavens
And he takes my hand softly
Drawing my gaze to his sweet blue eyes
Those sapphire eyes full of hope and joy
Laughingly they bring me to new heights
And I find a friend with the gift to make me fly.
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