A Flight of Fancy

Fly away into the sky,
Where the air is crisp and thin
Up into the atmosphere, fly
To the place where you begin.

The stars may shine down,
But they're just urging you up.
So, don't worry, don't cry don't frown.
Just empty that woeful cup.

There is no ceiling to break,
And there is not wall to hinder
Your progress up; you can take
The path you knew when you were a kinder.

Don't worry about the earthbound souls
Who like to tell you to fall, fall, fall, 'Cause you've surpassed their mundane roles And have joined the Sky's grand ball.