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. To purchase the book tap on >>> MIRELLA