Friday, February 18, 2011

Day 137: If I could, I swear to you I would.

If I could fly I would leap from this perch and soar.
Like I do in those dreams where my body is weightless.
And all I have to do is push against the wind to go higher and higher still.
Until the tallest treetops tickle my bare toes as I fly over them.
And people below look up at me in wonder.
Pointing and jumping because a girl is flying.
Free.


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