Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Transported to Fun

When I am walking here and there,

I love to watch the birds in flight,

Moving so quickly through the air.

So often times I wish  might

Be able to fly like a bird.

But being made a human, I

Know that such flying is absurd,

But still wish I had wings to fly.

Once in a while I'm given gift

Of flying like a bird to keep

My spirit for such in uplift.

Such happens while I am asleep.

Flying forth on the wings I sprout,

Just like a bird, great dream no doubt.