Spiritual Poetry by Cody Dickinson

Fly

All my life I’ve had a dream,

A dream that would not die.

The wish I want so bad it seems,

Is to really fly.

To fly in planes is good for some,

But for me, I want more.

I’m waiting for that time to come,

When I can finally soar.

I’ll float above the clouds so high,

And view the world below,

Passing into the great beyond,

Will I be ready to go?

By: Cody Dickinson