If I was dove, with my wings I would glide,
high in the sky.
Looking down at the beauty of mother earth,
astonished by her grace, I would be.
Soaring higher an higher into the clouds,
feeling the freedom she has given me.
As I come closer to my destination an
landing upon my perch, my wings flutter
with excitement for where I landed,
is sweet as can be..
I look around an I then become me.
Standing at the edge of a pond awaiting
for someone special to come an find me..
Simply Me