With wings spread,
and their heads held high,
they fly magestically through the sky.
I feel free as they hold me up,
and the wind is brisk against my skin.
Nothing can touch me,
I'm invisible as I fly above the sand and flowers.
A single tree represents how I feel,
so proud and tall,
shadowing all that lie beneath me.
Right now I'm the best,
I'm the one flying and the one finally free.
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I don't really know what went through my head when I wrote this, but I do hope that you like...
Slainte,
Mairin
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