Life With Wings...

If life would,

Have wings,

It could fly,

Very high,

Up in the clear, blue, sky...

You would be happy,

As you got,

Something unique,

You are the one,

Who has wings...

Birds have wings,

But they must think and think,

And could be startled,

To see a human in air,

With wings...

If a cycle,

Would have wings,

It would cycle,

Up at the high hill,

With no fear of being killed...

As it had wings,

And cannot slip,

Or cannot loose,

The grip,

On the high hill...

Whether you have wings,

Or you don't,

You always,

Have a chance,

To boost up...