We Fly

The sky is a blue ocean
A cloud is a flying carpet
We are a blue and red bird

We soar
We dip
We sing

A castle cloud sweeps by
Tower high with dome like roof
Than a twister cloud we see

Twirling
Twisting
Tossing

A door into munchkin land
Falling rapidly
Into magical dreams

A dream where,
We are a bird
On a flying carpet
In a ocean of sky

Anything is possible
When in the sky
We fly

.....a poem I wrote while flying to Florida.

-Grace K.