Another poem
"Looking out"
I look out the window, of my bedroom room.
The sun shining with an uncanny brightness.
It makes all good things shine and casts away the gloom.
As I gaze into the sky I feel flightless.
Where are they? I question as I try to stretch out my wings
As I watch the jets whir across the sky, all with a whirring rhyme
Even if I want to wish for such magical things
Today just isn't my time.
I watch the changing trees and their leaves start falling.
I see the cars on the streets below zoom by
But I can still here the sky calling.
When will it be my time to fly?
I do not know where, what, or how far,
But I will keep trying to reach my own star.
Just another I thought up with I heard that Cassie Casum quote
"Keep your feet on the ground, and keep reaching for the stars."
I look out the window, of my bedroom room.
The sun shining with an uncanny brightness.
It makes all good things shine and casts away the gloom.
As I gaze into the sky I feel flightless.
Where are they? I question as I try to stretch out my wings
As I watch the jets whir across the sky, all with a whirring rhyme
Even if I want to wish for such magical things
Today just isn't my time.
I watch the changing trees and their leaves start falling.
I see the cars on the streets below zoom by
But I can still here the sky calling.
When will it be my time to fly?
I do not know where, what, or how far,
But I will keep trying to reach my own star.
Just another I thought up with I heard that Cassie Casum quote
"Keep your feet on the ground, and keep reaching for the stars."