The sky hold so much beauty so we are inclined to aim for it,
We try our best to stay a float, so through life we pay for it,
It’s a burden to hold on for so long but again and again we try,
Sometimes we just wish we had another pair of wings to fly.
So we don’t free fall.
Jixi Fox
The Creative Nemesis
http://www.jixifox.me
Category: Poetry