I believe I can fly!

Recently my hard disc crashed. And along with it went some of the writings I’d done. There was one however, which my mom had taken a print out of that survived. I wrote this when I was about fourteen. So here goes…:)

I believe I can fly!

I was sitting in our back porch one lovely evening, staring out to the sky, the birds, dreaming away how wonderful it must be…being able to fly…

And suddenly I feel I’ve got wings! I believe I can fly!

I’m soaring above the clouds. The wind is rushing against my face. I’m flying with the birds. How wonderful everything looks from up here. How peaceful everything is.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was no landing for me. I had fallen back to earth with a bump. Someone was knocking heavily at the front door.

That beautiful moment was over. But I was happy; I experienced the beauty of nature and became a part of it.

So go on…dream and believe you can fly!