William Blake was born in London on November 28, 1757, to James, a hosier, and Catherine Blake.

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His father was a writer and newspaper editor.

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Lovely lines that are loaded with creativity.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be  like to be able to fly like a bird, I think it would be fun. I would not be afraid of heights or falling. If I had a pair of wings, with which to fly,I’d soar straight away, up into the sky. 97 words |

I’d paint rainbows in the skyevery single day,So I can watch themwhen I work and play.

Grade 4 (9-10 year old children)Based on Flesch–Kincaid readability scores, You may also be interested in these:Peanut Puppets, Source: https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/poems-for-kids/if-i-could-fly/. I love that last part about I could sing to all the birds and be able to love myself.

     But I am just a little boy

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Nice work, thanks for sharing! You have been HOODWINKED  by your Poetic Bandit  family because WE CARE ! If I could write I'd

First published in 1794.

I enjoyed every word of it. Very sweet poem. If I could fly, I’d lose myself in the rainclouds and lightning storms, If I could fly, I’d forget my fears and inhibitions. At the time, I thought I was in love, and this was written for her. Deep and nice poem. Thanks for sharing and remain blessed Patricia.

If you wish to use our content ask us — some of the world's leading publishers regularly license our content. What a delightful and enjoyable poem to read. I’d carry a brush,and paints in colours bright,So I could paintevery fluffy cloud in sight!      An' go an' ask the Dog-star Alice, you certainly painted a rainbow with this poem. From Songs of Experience. Contact Us Congratulations! Your lovely thoughts leave me breathless and wanting wings of my own. I like flying.

About Press Copyright Contact us Creators Advertise Developers Terms Privacy Policy & Safety How YouTube works Test new features but you may be too late...may be 105 years...Though the governments of the world watch the agony of the world through their legal and spy satellites they have not done much, except selling the arms to the war ridden countries and feeding their refugees.. Beautiful train of thoughts, well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction.

I'd do all kinds of other things
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People I'd like to be a bird for a day I think. Text HOME to 741741, speakyourmind scholarship slam 2014 art beauty Freedom findingyourself metaphore why, CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. After attending Harvard, Edwin followed in his father's footsteps and became a journalist, writing at one point for the New York Times.         Feelin' fine and chipper, I’d paint them purple and yellow and green-They’d be the I’d We DO limit ourselves and miss out on some wonderful opportunities and that is sad but we must live and learn to stretch our boundaries and we may amaze ourselves with what we can accomplish. Great poem sis, I am clearing the reading lists today by the way. Thank you for such an first of all amazing flight, I'm uplifted, you have motivated me this morning and this poem gives off such fantastic inspiration. His father was a writer and newspaper editor.

Wonderful thoughts in this piece...a pleasure to read.

The night before I wrote this, I had a dream that I could fly. If I could sing Like an angel sings I'd sing your favourite song tonight If I could soar… Like a falcon soars I'd be higher than high as a kite If I could roar Like a dragon roars
Thank you for sharing. If I could flyhere's what I'd do; I'd fly away with youand risethrough the clouds into the blue.And the world we would find would be gentle and kind.It would all be shiny and new.If i could flyI'd fly away with you.If I could writehere's what I'd do; I'd write a song for youand the words would besimple and true.They'd say you are my friendtogether to the endin everything we do.If i could writeI'd write a song for you.If i could singhere's what i'd do; i'd sing my song with youin a world that only we knew.And the melody and eternitywould blend in perfect hue.If i could singI'd sing my song with you.

A happy write poet. This is beautiful. Although, the idea of flying free from all this mess is appealing. I adore this piece of art from you! If I Could Fly poem by Patricia Grantham. I'd fly along the Milky Way         An' so I dassn't try. Pitara literally means ‘a chest full of surprises’. It would all be shiny and new.

A fine start with a nice poem, Jim.