AND YET WE FLY 1-9-08 7:27 PM
We fly and fly,
Not knowing where we are heading.
The tedious tasks we must repeat,
And yet we fly.
The skies we soar,
Looking down at what is below.
The tedious tasks we must repeat,
And yet we fly.
We are fragile,
We must be careful.
If we fall we cant be fixed,
And yet we fly.
We fly and fly,
Till' our heart's content.
No reason to go,
And yet we fly.
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"Ordering a man to write a poem is like commanding a pregnant woman to give birth to a red-headed child." - Carl Sandburg
"Ordering a man to write a poem is like commanding a pregnant woman to give birth to a red-headed child." - Carl Sandburg