Look up in the sky and
You will see the contrail
Of a high-flying jet. It
Could be a military
Aircraft or a commercial
Airliner. They fly so high
You can’t hear them, and
The view from that high
Is breathtaking. Flying
Over the clouds is an
Experience that is
Unforgettable.
One afternoon I was
Sitting in my house
Flipping channels on
On the TV, bored and
Wondering what else
There could be to life.
Then a force pulled
Me from my chair
And out the front
Door. I stood in the
Middle of the yard
And rose up slowly,
Over the tops of the
Houses and found I
Could go anywhere
I wanted to go–
Freedom!
As soon as we are hatched out
Of our eggs and leave the nest
We get our wings and learn
How to fly
First we take short trips that
Scare us and tire us
But our curiosity and desire
To see what is out there
Urges us to soar to the heights
And look down at the world
We live in
Wordman of Alcatraz 