As I fly through the sky
The clouds pass me by
They're soft and benign
And taste like wine
I hear my engine loud
As I fly near a cloud
I feel content
With the way I went
I could care less
If I am flying East or West
Because I feel so great
And I feel no hate
I am so laid back
Because there is nothing I lack
And I feel content
With the way I went
By Logan C.