The Boy Who Could Fly
by Aidenn A. Spelling
I look up at the afternoon sky and stare at the clouds
And dream of possibilities I’m dying to scream out loud
I see interesting formations of varying shapes and sizes
I see new creations floating high above offering surprises
I see images of pachyderms and beautiful baby seals
I see trolls and fairies…and elves wearing heels
Puffy marshmallows filling the blue background behind
I can almost touch these cotton balls with just one hand
They make me want to float, to rise, and to levitate
For just one day, I’d like to turn into a balloon and inflate
Rise above and fly and float with no worries at all
Mingle with birds, flying belugas and dolphins and not fall
I will eat some ice cream cake and have cream puff all so fluffy
Mix it with fruits and white chocolate toppings get myself all chubby
Strawberry shortcake sounds so delicious I can see myself devouring
Nuts and rainbow sprinkles all gather for a good afternoon serving
And when I am done I will hesitate to say a regretful goodbye
I will refuse to part ways with new friends, the moment just can’t die
I will start to deflate and realize the time is over for now
Leave floating houses, flying pigs and cows, peer down and bow
I will slowly descend and shed tears as the sun sets in the west
While the moon rises and darkness creeps over I still feel blessed
I will thank the Lord for I was given an extraordinary time
I will thank my new friends for they have shown me a world so sublime
THE END
Aidenn's Journey 