Tag: flying
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Owls
In the middle of the night The clouds filled the sky Owls hooted on the wind Wondering how far to fly Only stopping with the sun Wanting to reach the end And no longer on the run Finally reaching a friend
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Swinging
When I first saw the swing set I wondered how high I could get All I wanted was to fly And tell everyone hi and goodbye So I can go and buy a baguette
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Color
Watching butterflies Swooping up, down, all around Colorful flowers