My Place
Above the horizon risen
I can see the world below
Flying way above the
Clouds,
Looking to find that pot
Of magical gold..
With the new found wings
I soar..
Taking in life beauty and
The ugliness of this “ole
World”
I soar, I soar beyond the
Highest cloud..
Way beyond the tallest
Mountain I soar..
There I find that purest
Love,
I soar, I soar higher and
Higher to that magical
Place
Where my true love waits
So patiently...
My friend..
My love
My soulmate!
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