Showing sad poems for tag "Freedom"

I wish

Kate

I wish I had wings,
So that I could fly,
I’d soar through the day,
And soar through night.

I would feel fright at first,
Then I’d feel so happy 
I could probably burst.

Let me explain how they’d look first,
The feathers would be light grey 
and get darker as it travels down,
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