Way Up High...

I want to grow wings and fly

I want to see eye to eye as birds soar by

and you ask why?

I want to breathe the pure air way up in the sky

I want to swim through seas of white splendor

and imagine myself with wings of an angel

no more fear of heights

no insecurities lurking by

just revel in the freedom way up high

laughing without care as the wind plays with my hair

my destination? nowhere and everywhere!

finally living life without a care

I want to grow wings and fly fly, way up high, way up high!

Pocket full of dreams...

I have a pocket full of dreams, like jack and his magic beans

anxious to take flight, but scared to soar high

fear of heights? it ain't always what it seems

dreams of all kinds, excited to see light

i take them out, here and there, but always hold on tight

my dreams help soothe me when darkness passes me by

they shine so bright, i can't contain the light!

they encompass all that i am, all that i will be

i couple them with my faith then close my eyes, what a sight

i am transported to another place, farther than the eye can see

my dreams are held captive by me?

but i want to set them free, to see them soar high over the seas

the day is near, slowly but surely i'm fighting the fear

I have a pocket full of dreams...

Do you have a pocketful full of dreams? share your dreams with me...God bless.