If only I could spread my wings, I’d cross the skies on gentle springs. No distance wide, no border high, Could keep me from your love-lit sky.
If only I could touch the blue, I’d take you soaring, just us two. Hand in hand, so light, so free, Like drifting birds above the sea.
If only I could chase the air, No fear, no weight, no worldly care. Tomorrow’s tides could rise or wane, Yet love would stay—unchanged, the same.
If only I could ride the breeze, I’d find the place where heartache flees. A land of laughter, warm and bright, Where dreams take flight in golden light.
If only I could fly today, I’d race the winds without delay—. To hold you close and whisper near, “My love, my home is always here.”
Mindful Musings 