Paper Airplanes
Lets take off to see what we can see, up above so high. Maybe we can even touch a cloud or two, as we fly up higher. The clouds look like cotton candy, let's grab a handful. Now higher up into the big blue sky, we are having so much fun. Did you see that bird looking at us, yes~guess we do not belong up here so high. We need to come in for a landing, I hear mom calling us for dinner. Guess our paper airplanes and fun are over for today, brother tomorrow is another flight day.
Date Written: 8/14/2022
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2022
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