Fantasy flights are dwelling in my mind
Fantasy places I'm hoping to find.
Flying out over the oceans so bright
Drifting in dreams through the starlight.

Shimmering wings carry me on high
Floating on soft clouds way up in the sky.
Sounds of the waves so far below
Lead me onward to where I long to go.

The warmth of the sun beams down on my wings
The fresh air touches me as the wind sings.
The world flows smoothly as forward I fly
I treasure the sound of the seabirds happy cry.

The new land shines as it beckons me on
I leave the clouds to emerge in the dawn.
Then slowly I drift out of the starlight
To the place I dreamed of in my fantasy flight.

© Betty Lindsey 11/20/04