Don’t be afraid to touch the ground.
Be afraid of not being able to fly,
fly high but not like a kite,
attach to a reel
but like a balloon holding your own string.
Fly high, thinking that the sky is yours
with stars and moons luring.
It’s never about the height that matters;
It’s your capabilities that make it better.
Learn not to catch the shooting stars
but know how to float among them.
Fly high like a bird with spread wings,
nothing can stop you anymore.
-a girl who likes to write.
Another day, another poem. I love to write poems on topics that come spontaneously. This topic came to mind, and the lines came so fast that I know I need to share them. I hope you like it. If you want to add more, please share in the comments.
Till we meet again, Be Happy, Be Grateful, and Keep Smiling – a girl who likes to write.
A girl who likes to write 
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