Happiness
To be happy is to feel as though I am flying without the aid of wings. To feel as
though I will never stop and never grow tired because nothing can hold me down.
Happiness is in feeling the wind in my hair and nothing beneath my feet.
Happiness is the freedom to soar.
Copyright © Ashley Plimpton | Year Posted 2008
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