Flying

Flying. I am soaring.

High above the Earth

Only me exploring,

A bird I’ve been since birth.

 

Watching the landscape below,

and all its glorious features,

I am very pleased to know

That I’m one of its living creatures.

 

With wings white as lightning

and bones hollow as a cave,

My altitude isn’t frightening,

for I am mighty brave.

 

Wind cannot deter me

from flying high above,

The sky is where I’m meant to be,

It is a place I love.

 

–Lindsey LaBrie

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