Joy

Oh what a joy

 
To be able to fly
 
To leap into the air from the top of the highest tree and swim to the ground
 
To look down in pity on those landlocked souls below and feel their envy
 
To sneer at those who would do you harm
 
To turn a loop and roll a barrel just for fun
 
To listen to the wind in your ears and hold it in your hands
 
No fear
 
Just Joy
 
 
 
Dave