Just out of reach, Like the furthest waves at the beach. Just too far away, Like the wind making trees sway. Just say goodbye, To touching the sky. Can’t feel the clouds, That are way up high. The unreachable Mountain tops Shrouded in mist, Leaves covered in dew drops. Can’t take back the balloon, Floating astray. It’s slowly drifting, Away, far away. The snowy tops of trees, That always seem to freeze. Impossible to embrace, The never-ending space. The soaring birds, Doing flips and tricks, In the way-up-high, Untouchable sky.