Fly

The sun is setting on this cool, calm day as I sit and stare at clouds. 

Their fluffy look of cotton candy makes me hungry as they drift across the sky. 

I stare in wonder and wish I could fly in the blue up above, 

with all those beautiful sounds that I hear each and every day under the sun. 

And as the sun now sets I awake to shady night and silently tread on home.

To fly up in the cloudy sky, Oh I wish to know