I fly I fly and wave to you good bye.
Up in the clouds I'm safe, that's where I sigh.
I ask myself the age-old question WHY
may know the answer on the day I die.
I cry I cry because I fly so high
and angel tears rained down into my eye.
I tie myself to you, at least I try
twould be sheer bliss and that is not a lie.

Herbert Nehrlich 2

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-playing-2/