Sometimes, when I look <br />Out of the window, <br />I see trees and a <br />Dove as white as snow. <br /> <br />I look at his wings, <br />Flapping through the air. <br />Flies by my window, <br />Giving me a stare <br /> <br />Seems to ask me, ‘Dont <br />You wish you could fly? <br />Making friends with clouds, <br />Soaring through the sky? ’ <br /> <br />‘Yes’, I say, ‘I do <br />Want to fly like you. <br />To fly across seas; <br />Over mountains too’ <br /> <br />‘You cannot fly you <br />Fool! ’ the white dove sings <br />‘Cannot fly without <br />Two majestic wings’ <br /> <br />'I might not have the <br />Wings you have' I said <br />'But I have a spirit <br />Which shall never fade' <br /> <br />'A spirit that's bold, <br />That shall never die; <br />One that shall strive to <br />Glide through the blue sky' <br /> <br />'I shall fly one day <br />Oh Dove! I shall fly; <br />Where even eagles <br />Could not dare to try '<br /><br />Gaurav Mittal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-shall-fly/
