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If I Could Just Fly
I wish I could fly above mountains so high,
Soaring with laughter,
Caressing the sky.
I’d fly when in boredom,
In sorrow
Or pain.
I’d fly in the moonlight,
I’d fly in the rain.
I wish I could fly
Through clouds so white,
Warm in the sunshine
And cool at night.
I’d fly over houses
And people
And trees.
I’d fly all directions,
With sparrows
And bees.
I wish I could fly over mountains so tall,
With no need to catch me
If I should fall.
I’d fly over pastures
And canyons
And streams.
I’d fly through some hurricanes.
I’d fly through some dreams.
I wish I could fly,
Just up and take flight.
I wish I could soar with all my might.
I’d fly when I’m lonesome,
Tearful,
Or mad.
It would make me happy,
Cheerful,
And glad.
If I could just fly,
Lord knows I’ve tried.
I’d never stop flying
‘Till the day that I died.
-Jeff Gaines
11:00 P.M.
Saturday, November 20, 1999
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