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I have a birds eye view
What I long to see are the endless blues and greens as I feel the summer breeze blowing swiftly in front of me.
I can gilde,
I can fly,
I can even touch the sky.
I am free,
I can sing,
I can do almost anything.
I seem so small, but then,
when I stretch my wings and soar,
I see the world so narrow and small.
Giants look like petite little dots, and skyscrapers look like mimi spots.
Hard tops look like slabs of cement.
Trees look like fuzzy green tops.
I live my life way up high, observing the world as time flies by.
I see these things way up high in the trees, where I live my life just being me.
I make my home from sticks and strings. You know I like it when it is sunny and bright, so when it starts to get cold,
I pack up my things and say adiose!
© PropertyofKiMB
I can gilde,
I can fly,
I can even touch the sky.
I am free,
I can sing,
I can do almost anything.
I seem so small, but then,
when I stretch my wings and soar,
I see the world so narrow and small.
Giants look like petite little dots, and skyscrapers look like mimi spots.
Hard tops look like slabs of cement.
Trees look like fuzzy green tops.
I live my life way up high, observing the world as time flies by.
I see these things way up high in the trees, where I live my life just being me.
I make my home from sticks and strings. You know I like it when it is sunny and bright, so when it starts to get cold,
I pack up my things and say adiose!
© PropertyofKiMB
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