Oh, would that I could fly to you In my aëroplane— Go soaring through the azure sky, Above the mists and rain! Perhaps some day I'll get my wish, Since dreams sometimes come true; My greetings then I'll bring to you, And Christmas cards taboo. I'll spread my wings and sally forth— A modern Santa Claus! On schedule time I'll make my trips, Defying all speed laws. Meantime, I must "stick to my sphere," But love has wings, they say; So proof! away IT goes to you; You'll get it Christmas day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONE WORD MORE by ROBERT BROWNING THE RIGHT MUST WIN by FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER THE ILIAD: ACHILLES OVER THE TRENCH by HOMER THE STRANGER by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA AND LOCUSTS BLOOM TOMORROW by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL THE ROAD by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS |