The ability to fly
November 14, 2023 at 3:19 AM
A little boy was flying through the sky,
The little boy did not want to be bored.
He so wanted to reach out with his hand
Before the dream that was waiting for him.
And that dream didn't want to fly,
She only wanted to meet the sunset.
The sunset seemed beautiful to her forever
And the boy wanted to reach out again...
It seemed to the boy that the dream was far away,
But she was pretty close.
She could reach the boy,
And he didn't know how to believe in himself.
Self-belief or a miracle to discover,
He didn't know how, so there's no time.
The little boy only wanted to believe,
That he can reveal that secret.
The boy was always having fun, He was looking for a dream every day for himself, But the boy did not believe, but he knew that he could, Not for myself, but for my family.
He knew that he would find a dream that flies, And he will discover his secrets in himself. After all, every child knew that flying, He will find himself, as it has always been!
