There once was a girl who could fly
She had no wings, but could somehow reach the sky
I could always see her from the garden outside
And whenever I caught her eye I would run and hide
I never saw how she flew
But I guess it's just a thing that she could do
I always imagined her walking on a cloud
Or watching the birds that were being too loud
Then something peculiar started to happen
Every day I found a present near where the bed sheet was tucked in
The first day I thought it was my mom
But she denied it with a flimsy sense of calm
After I assured her no one had broken in to my room
I opened the first box sensing a certain loom
In the first box I found a rock that glowed
And in the second I found an unbreakable code
And as the boxes kept coming to me
The girl that flew became more and more of an absentee
When the boxes stopped showing up
The girl's flights came to a sudden stop
I checked to see if the girl was next door
But as I rang the door bell my hope for her was no more
I went to look at the presents again
To see if there were clues hidden in the ten
I spent most of the day and most of the night
And at last I got a result all right
So I placed the presents in a particular fashion in the yard
I read the code aloud as I placed them in a shape that was starred
I told my mom not to move anything outside
I told her by tomorrow night it would be put aside
And alas tomorrow night came
My parents were asleep and at ten'o'clock I saw the tame flame
I smiled to myself as the code had come true
And the curse the girl was under would undo
The very next day I went out to the garden and there she was
The girl was preparing to fly and winked at me but I didn't hide because
She would show me today how to fly
And then I could have my own experiences up in the sky
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So finally I am back to writing on the blog and I do hope it would be on a regular basis. I have a lot to tell you guys, but I will leave that to another blog post. I hope you liked this poem. I've always entertained the thought of flying and I just love looking up at the sky with all the clouds, which always look amazing. I imagine that nowadays it would be very dangerous to fly, since there are planes nowadays, but if you managed to fly in a remote country, maybe it won't be so dangerous. Anyways, I hope you liked it and tell me what you think in the comments.
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