Fly Away

FLY AWAY

This morning
The swifts are flying nervously
In delicate pirouettes
Higher into the sky
Why their coming leave
So tenderly announced?
When those precious birds
Start to fly away
Towards their winter homes in Africa
Here comes my never ending dream
To fly away with them
And be happy
Resting for a while in the sky
Amid their joyful company
Yes, I know, one day I fly away…..

ejf august 2010