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Birds
The beautiful birds that fly so high,
I wish like them, I also could fly.
They have no studies, no work, no school,
They just fly across the meadows – that's so cool!
I have many thoughts in mind, and I write them with a feather,
The words become birds and they fly on my paper!
Sometimes, my mind becomes a bird and breathes the sky,
The real sky blushes, as it cannot fly!
…..........................................
© Jessica Kiite
Just a silly poem written by 8-year old Jessie.. i am much bigger now, but these sweet poems always make me smile❤
I wish like them, I also could fly.
They have no studies, no work, no school,
They just fly across the meadows – that's so cool!
I have many thoughts in mind, and I write them with a feather,
The words become birds and they fly on my paper!
Sometimes, my mind becomes a bird and breathes the sky,
The real sky blushes, as it cannot fly!
…..........................................
© Jessica Kiite
Just a silly poem written by 8-year old Jessie.. i am much bigger now, but these sweet poems always make me smile❤
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