The true feeling of flying,
there would be no denying.
To glide, to soar.
We would never need an oar,
to guide us ,
through the waves of life.
Just let the air and the wind control your
journey,
take away any strife.
Don’t you just love gliding through the air?
Will this remain a solo flight or shall we take
off as a pair?
Ah very well written and made me smile. Thank you 🙂
Thank you so, much for comments, and so, glad you smiled 😎
I loved this Aqua! It too made me smile! I am partial to poems that rhyme and you have some amazing rhyming schemes and couplets. I also like you use of metaphor re: gliding versus paddling through life. The end question of pairing is sweet! Great work!
Thank u so much for your kind words.
Very sweet poem, nicely done!
I liked this very much. As a child I always said I wanted to be reincarnated as an eagle. This poem made me think of that.
This poem made me think of light and airiness and grace. it went from the air (soar) to water (oar) and I’m really partial to water. A lovely poem.