Above the bright Parthenon, a goddess did soar, Athena, with magic, kept people in awe.

With a twinkle and a flash, her wings spread wide, through clouds so fluffy, she joyfully did glide.

She looped and swooped, like a bird in the sky, 'Whoosh!' went the wind as it whispered, 'Fly high!'

Her laughter echoed like the song of a lark, animals below stopped to bark and to hark.

She spotted some children with smiles big and bright, they cheered and waved to her, filled with pure delight.

As she gently descended, her feet touched the earth, flowers burst open in a colorful mirth.

The goddess, so wise, told tales of the stars, about brave heroes, and Saturn with its bars.

With a wave of her hand, she painted the sky, in hues of gold, lavender and azure dye.

The children all gasped at the magical sight, a sky full of wonder, glowing so bright.

Athena then whispered with a nod and a wink, 'Always imagine, dream big, and just think!'

With one final twirl, she took to the skies, leaving behind nothing but awe and wide eyes.

Above the bright Parthenon, she soared once more, Athena, the goddess, kept dreams at the core.