Against the clear baby blue backdrop
I see myself soaring
Though I possess no wings
One outstretched arm like the superhero
I’m scared of falling
But I forge on like he does
I dare to look down and I see the blank clouds
Seems they’re watching
Cheering me through their territory
It feels impossible but I know it is real
Or so I’m hoping
For it’s an amazing feat
Elizabeth is a student with a love for words. She discovered a flair for poetry as a form of expression a few years ago. Although she prefers rhymes, Elizabeth experiments with various styles in her work.