Flying Without Wings…
Walking through the seasons,
Friendship takes me over.
Coming close to me,
With soft beautiful hands.
His big hazel eyes stare at me,
Grasp me close inside his heart.
Gracefully trapped in there,
I see a heavenly bright light.
With the glare I close my eyes,
But no…he would not let me.
He whispered softly into my ears…
“No, you won’t get hurt this time”
He holds me in his arms so strong,
Going through all the ups and downs.
Reassuring me to make it to the end,
Will be always together hand in hand.
Life is so beautiful and my heart sings,
I feel as if I am flying without wings…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag