You Wish you Could Fly

Up on the world so high,
You wish you could fly.
High up on a mountain,
You will at least try.

A sparrow flew past,
You wish you could fly.
The urge to let go,
Of the world below.

Down by the river,
The clouds are a sliver.
A seagull glides by,
Not a care in the world.

The wind in your face,
You climb up a tree.
A good starting place,
For your first escapade.

You jump off the branch,
And let go of the world.
A few seconds of peace,
A short stop, and peace evermore.