Poem Corner: Flying

Pushing my feet off the winter ground
Spread my wings wide as I feel the breeze
Soon my footprints won’t be found
Floating above the frosted trees
Stars come at me like a sea of glitter
Following me like floods of flowers
Like the ones that survive the depths of winter
The ones that have a magic power
Farther and farther until I see the light
Flickering so fast and so clear
Then the ocean’s waves come into sight
Then here I am, and I am here
In a paradise like Neverland
There isn’t a snowy winter wonderland

Vallera is a senior writing major. Her website is jmvallera.com.