When I was a child I wanted to fly
I would squeeze my eyes closed and try:
it always went awry.
I imagined I could soar through clouds
and do somersaults in the air
But the closest I ever came to flying,
was when I tumbled down the stairs.
For nine years I did not give up;
I knew what I wanted.
Although I realized it could never be,
I was still undaunted.
At 16 my dream changed,
But my determination stayed.
I now fly through life with imaginary wings,
And know I can do all sorts of things.
So today, as I look forward to college,
In order to acquire more knowledge
I know my determination makes me flawless.