Sunshine reflecting the blissful tunes of the heart,
Birds fly high above the chimney stacks,
You look up wishing to join the peaceful flight.
Close your eyes and picture your flight.
Take my hand we’ll fly together,
High above the troubles we have no choice but to fight
Escape with me we’ll run far from the battle we live in,
Give happiness one last chance,
Take my hand happiness will find us once again
Clouds soar past us it’s as if time itself is passing us by,
Find the courage to seize the time we have,
No need to be afraid anymore we are free,
Pain is lost in history, happiness lives within us
Find it and embrace its light.
© Ann Dempsey 2007
Fly by Ann Dempsey is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-No Derivative Works 2.0 UK: England & Wales License.
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