High-Flyer

By: Angel



Hello High-Flyer, so nice to see you again.

Way up here in the bright, while clouds.

You know I watched you fly higher and higher.

I seen each and very stumble you took.

Each time my breath held.

I wish I could have continued to watch you, High Flyer.

Watched you fly higher with each new place.

But I seem to have a fly a journey all my own,

Sadly without any ropes.

And that shouldn't bother me, should it?

Did you ever fly with ropes?

But you have yet to fly this journey.

Now as I was you high flyer

I smile and wonder when you will

Stumble next?

Stumble after stumble I watch never knowing

When the next will be your last?

I wonder if you ever get tired of coloring, the clouds

White? The sky blue?

Will you come to me high flyer?

And tell me your secrets?

Will you teach me how to fly?

Like you have done with so many others.

Or I teach you to openly fly?



I wonder which will it be?

Will I have to sit by and wait for that

One last stumble high flyer?

Or will you keep on flying???