Flight - April 26, 2001

(c) April 26, 2001

Can't I sleep a little longer
what would be the harm
my dream is not yet over
and my bed is nice and warm

I've never been this lite before
nor floated for so long
I only need that gentle boost
from my angel oh so strong

The view from here is wonderous
I've not yet beat a wing
consumed in bliss and soaring
above fields of frosty green

Oh no the sun is coming
I must hide from morning light
I'll glide into this snowy cloud
to shade the sun so bright

Too late my flight is over
I must return now to my room
pull the covers off my head
and hope tonight comes soon

by Ricky D. McKean

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