Up in the air, Fly I, Towards my destination. I flew across oceans & seas, Hills & mountains, Without worrying about my little wings, Which others have tried to break, For I have faith in my wings. Higher fly I, As the world watched. They tried to catch me, They tried to trap me, But my injured wings, stronger than ever, Flew harder & higher, Out of everyone's reach, Towards the destination. Welcome to the day 13 of #YoReWriMo or the YourQuote Remix Writing Month i.e March. Write a poem that talks about clouds and sky. Or anything in your life that's #upintheair. #poemtime #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
