Old Poetry Poetry • Poets • Essays • Forums •

Wings

I want wings.
I want wings
that will carry me wherever I want.
I can't understand why God
didn't give humans wings.
Being a pauper
the only trip I've ever had was our honeymoon
but I want to go any and everywhere.
Once I have wings I'll be satisfied.
God
give me wings, please. . .

Leave a guest comment (subject to review)

    : Comment:

    Name: (required)
    Email: (required, hidden from spam)

Comments


  • Bare Footed
    April 25, 2006
    Edit | Reply
    well, that's funny

  • Broken-Wing
    December 22, 2004
    Edit | Reply
    i al most wrote a poem like this one bu slightly diffrent and i like it keep up the goo work