fly
I feel fly... fly to the moon
i feel fly... fly to the stars
i feel fly...fly over the mountain
i feel fly... fly across the ocean
i feel fly... fly among impala
cos' to feel fly.. i fly to the greatest height.
fly
I feel fly... fly to the moon
i feel fly... fly to the stars
i feel fly...fly over the mountain
i feel fly... fly across the ocean
i feel fly... fly among impala
cos' to feel fly.. i fly to the greatest height.
SuperChick76 commented on fly
06-02-2010
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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