On the small wings of a pipit

Have you ever wondered?
Have you ever failed?
Have you ever journeyed?
Somewhere at some place there are places you ought to be at.
When I look into my life,
I see potential in everything I see,
I may not be a degree holder,
I may not be an officer,
I may not be an engineer,
But this is me.
My passion is to write,
And writing is the only thing that keeps me going and going and going,
How I wish to be a journalist someday,
Or a writer,
Who can tell?
For now,
I hold my dream on a small hope,
Sitting on the wings of a pipit……