Flights Of Fantasy

If I were given wings,
If I had the gift of flight;
I’d fly out of glimpse,
I’d be the sky’s knight.

I have but no worry,
I have but another treasure;
It makes me no more sorry,
It makes me gay with no measure.

To soar up above in the skies,
To see lands of my dreams;
To be faster than time that flies,
To fly over the rainbow beams.

My soul doth make me lift,
My soul with abundant blatancy;
My spirit hath a wonderful gift
My spirit takes me on flights of fantasy!