If I could I would,
fly across this world,
through the sky and clouds,
never looking down.

I would swim with the breeze,
and ride with the waves,
not a care in the world,
not a care I say.

I could be free like a bird,
sing with the angels,
or sit with the graves,
not saying a word.

I could smile like the sun,
and dance like a fire,
but my "coulds" and "woulds" are "can'ts",
for I am alive,
and I cannot Retire.