Up in air balloon
Flying through the air
Swooping round at intense heights
Clouds that don’t seem there
Patchwork fields and grassy moors
Barnyards down below
Trees that look like tiny leaves
How high can we go?
Traveling in the blowing winds
There’s so much to learn
Left is right and right is left
No corners to turn
Up in the sky the path is clear
We can travel free
Up here the light is always green
No traffic jams for me
terri i love this poem it is great
You're very talented. Terri. It goes above and beyond the normal level. It's so high quality that it deserves to be published. I hope one day it will be and you'll be laughing at your insecurities of not having this dream come true.