Fly, Fly Away

There once was a little girl
and she wished she could fly
Up, up, through the clouds
on little butterfly wings.
She told her mother
and she smiled
and patted her head

There once was a teenage girl
and she wished she could fly
to above to clouds
on fragile moth's wings.
She told her boyfriend
and he laughed
and took her hand.

There once was a woman
and she wished she could fly
to where the weather is always beautiful
on sleek sparrow's wings.
She didn't tell anybody
and she smiled to herself
and kept wishing.

There once was an old woman
and she wished she could fly
and never stop again
on simple raven's wings.
And she told them
and they scattered her ashes
and, finally, she soared.

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Today was my second day of high school. Not bad, not amazing. Its... school. It truthfully doesn't feel that different, but the work is already harder. Well, if not harder, there IS already work. I'm not a freak, i promise, but i enjoy having something to DO outside of... nothing. I dislike being bored, and if i do homework, i feel accomplished and like i really learned something. And after that, I curl up with a book or something and relax. School makes me appreciate relaxing time so much more. Over the summer, I really disliked having 'free' time. it was basically code for 'I have nothing to do, so I'll put off summer reading.' Now, homework first, then I get to have some fun. I love it! Well, love is too strong a word. But anyway.
Thought of the day: would you rather live, really live, for one lifetime, or live forever?