As I reach up to the sky, 
I must seem so shy.
All I want to see, 
Is what lay ahead of me, 
For when I learn to fly, 
I will say goodbye…
And fly.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Hey I really like this one you can look at it from two different points of view and get two entirely different meanings Great Job, Love, Melissa