Wanderer
I let myself wander in the sky , Around the breeze and the trees high , I love being weightless And all alone , It feels soooo good to be wind blown , The prettiest moment comes when it gets dark , And i float in night sky and listen dogs bark , Far away in some place I can see some light in dark, It always relaxes and my soul gets a spark , Theres so much remained , yet to be felt , And it depresses me that I dont have much time left , But I still love hovering in the sky , And I wish the same privilege from God , after I die ........