fly

I wish to fly so do all,

but today is not my call.

Some day may be I will fly,

when my plans strat to imply.

Unitl then I must wait,

till the fish gets the bait.

One day when i will grow my wings,

I will be in action and i will swing,

Then I will fly to the sun ,

until my wing's burn.

To the ground i will fall

Untill and again comes my call.