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I am flying...

I am flying...

I espy the horizon it is in my reach as I run along this sandy beach.. I open my arms as I spread my wings..such light as a feather, beautiful things..As I rise my feet brush the soft, silky sand and I say farewell to the golden land..with the seawater below and the blue sky above.. I am flying like a heavenly snowwhite Dove

I tower the ocean as I soar the sea.. in a flight of fabulous, fantastically free.. There is nothing to stop or hinder me as I hover like a humming, honeybee..I squawk like a seagull  but I am a much bigger bird as I listen to the others..I understand every word.. For I am an Albatross the king of the sea.. (only the very best for little old me) As I gaze I see miniature matchboxes below with the glorious, golden corn fields of glow..I shall search the ocean and scour the lands until I tire of flying..then I walk on the sands

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Greg Etsell

what wonderful poem
your writeing  is 
so great i love it

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Jill Tait

Awww Greg u have just made my day Thank you so much ❤️?❤️

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Jill Tait

Aww Thanks my love yes they amuse me too :) ❤️?❤️

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