La Cielo

The mornin' sky

that's so high,

the winds come by

like a sweet stimuli.

I wonder why

I can't fly,

Admiring the birds

that chirrup nearby.

Blue blue sky

that looks so shy,

where the hidden

mysteries lie,

and glooms the passion 

in my eye.

Sky is full of

wonder and flies

and the sun that 

rises nice.

The little bird that

tries and sigh,

to fly in the ether

that's so high.

Now it's time

to say goodbye

and to admire

the wonderful sky.

The following poem has also been published in THE MIRELLA Anthology published under the dream world publications. 

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