Soaring on golden wings...Lifted by the breeze...Look down at the snow capped mountains...Your high above the tree's....Way above the roof tops...Even with the clouds....Sunshine, beauty, and silence...Nothing harsh or loud....Smile as you drift away...In the brite blue sky...I would soar like an eagle ...If only I could fly...So take the time to close your eye's....And think of happy things....Like a new fallen snow...Or the autumn leaves..Or flowers in the spring...So when your feeling down...And you just want to cry....Drift away on a summer breeze...Close your eye's and.. "FLY".....~Dan Greene~
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