Russell G. Robison


Fly BoyGot lucky here this morning
Caught some thermals early on
I quickly spread my wings
And in a moment I was gone

They lifted me so gracefully
The sky returned my smile
And as I gained some altitude
I knew I’d stay awhile

Oh how I love the open sky
The clouds just passing through
It always takes my breath when
I’m up here with all this blue

There’s no feeling really like it
When my spirits soaring free
Up here I find that everything’s
A possibility