Wishing for Wings by Dale Adams

 Wishing For Wings

 

Lonely on the mountain

running through the snow

Searching for some shelter

Such a long way to go

He looks up in the sky

Sees the eagle flying by

And wishes for wings

 

Born to hunt in solitude

An outcast from the pack

Fighting for survival

Never looking back

Never questions why

But he looks up to the sky

And wishes for wings

 

Free is his spirit

But he’s tied to the ground

Seldom leaves a track

And he moves without a sound

The night will hear his cry

As the moon shines in his eye

A voice inside him sings

How I wish I had wings

 

 

 

Someday his steps will falter

His journey will finally end

But his spirit will live forever

 Running with the wind

His soul will learn to fly

And he will roam the night sky

At last, he has his wings