Flighty Enough
Driven by innate desire,
We all dream
Of rising higher;
Some to heights as eagles soar.
But such great flights
I don't wish for.
Just...
Ample air beneath each wing:
Sufficient joy
Such flight would bring;
By lifting my feet off the ground,
And raising up
My body, round.
One turkey skimming over land;
That kind of flying
Would be grand!
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