There was a time I thought I could fly
I don't know how and I don't know why.
I touched the stars in a moonlit sky
and pinched the clouds as I flew by.
That was back then when I thought I could fly.

Lighthearted and wonderous I was in awe
to chase a comet across the sky.
Larks and eagles were my best friends
along with a hawk and an occasional wren.

I flew to Egypt then to Spain, to the great
                         China wall then home again. I raced along with thundering
storms , teasing the lighting and riding the wind.
When I thought I could fly, that was back then.

As all journeys must start all journeys must end
We can all travel about if only within.
I plunged thru the heavens end over end
never stopping to ask the why or the when.
That was way back, back when I was Ten.