Freedom to soar
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Poem:		41941
This place of glorious beauty and the swaying of the trees I'm watching the gentle blowing and the greenness of the leaves. The birds fly free With their wings open wide Flying in perfect formation freedom is theirs- side by side. If I were a bird An Eagle I would be Exploring the great blue wonders Oh-The things I could see I could see ancient lands With my wings up in the sky Freedom from the earth below I now have have the freedom to fly I can understand the earth Sea, sky and space Looking over everything And everything in its place. I love my freedom to soar Now I must return My walking, living and loving the land will teach and I will learn.
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