Riding The Wind

Before I had a true love

I had a love of life.

A love of the wind in my face

A love for the Freedom!

Once I had a true love

The love of freedom was gone.

I dedicated my life to flying

Now, I dedicate it to one man.

Hang Gliding was my inspiration

Now, I have none.

Inspiration has no meaning

Yet, I do have a new true love, my son!

One day, he’ll fly like an eagle

One day, he’ll love life in the sky.

One day, he’ll fly free

Just as I did once upon a time.

I used to feel as free as the wind

Feeling free is what life’s all about.

Flying with the eagles, I loved so

I would love to ride the wind…

Once again!

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