Fly high

The Borneo Post - Good English - - Short Story Section -

Come for me, sweet to­mor­row. Help me touch the sky. Like a well-learned bird opens its wings, I, too, want to fly high. Don’t let the dark­ness of yes­ter­day Blind my vi­sion to evolve. Com­ing out of the bit­ter­ness of the past, Help me let my flaws ab­solve. Make me like a rain­bow, The colours min­gled to­gether, But all of them in show. Help me dis­cover my hid­den tal­ents And pull my­self to­gether with ef­forts gal­lant. Let me be a bea­con of good­ness For the peo­ple I meet. Help me hear the mu­sic of life And fol­low ev­ery beat. Come for me, sweet to­mor­row. Help me touch the sky; Like a well-learned bird opens its wings, I, too, want to fly high.

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