MASTERS OF THE SKY

come fly with me,
and you will see,
the wonderment of the eye,
things that earthers think of... only with a sigh;
above the tree tops, and over the hills,
soaring on wind currents, this gives us thrills;
far far away we can see,
and see on the ground the tiny bubble bee;
higher and higher we can go,
no other creature will ever know,
what it's like to touch the 'sun',
this is the ultimate when it comes to 'fun';
hours and hours soaring above,
to us this is the greatest form of love;
walking on the land, or swimming in the sea,
no other creature I would rather be.
for 'we' are the only ones born to fly,
"We are the Masters of the sky."