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There she glides & there she goes
Along the westward flowing wind
Going up and then down, she flows
Like she’s a part, heart and mind
There she goes, taking to flight
With wings wide open, she rise
Those majestic wings in its might
Soaring high through the skies
Down, she comes, at her best
Straight ahead, down she goes
Until she came, down to rest
In the meadow green, that grows
Resting she is, she’s tired is right
But no time is left, she swore
And so again, she took on flight
To see the world, that is more
Look Humans! We Too Belong Here
About Post Author
Edwin Ronald Lambert
A person who enjoys the serenity of the world and a minimalistic *person who enjoys me-time*. Writer@ edwinsjournal.com / Reviewer@ stackarchives.com