Wish, I had wings!

Well, so many times, eyes await this dream of having wings to come true, 

sometimes in awe and sometimes in rue,

Life feels unfamiliar, either in wonder or crashes like never before,

moments, similar pass through, with eyes sore!

Meanwhile, few others seem to join in the queue,

yet, you keen to continue,

just seeking those golden wings,

to add to the chiming rings

Give me those wings!

that love the sweet smell

that a thought creates, so well!

with lovely smiles and stories,

yearning for closeness and dozen more untold sherries!