Trying to fly,
Only allowed to swim,
Up and down the lane
From one end to the other
Over and over.
She treads water while dreaming
Of soaring high in the sky;
She’s tried to please,
Been dutiful,
Swam till she bled.
She never wanted to swim,
But she did it.
One day she’ll fly,
She’s sure of that.
She’ll soar amongst the clouds,
High above the earth
Twisting gloriously,
Weaving her own path
Never seeking a straight lane again.

Copyright wordz2Go Jan 2015