by Clark James

FLY SO HIGH

Hi.

I like to fly.

I can fly so very high.

So very high I touch the sky.

Such a beautiful sky makes me cry.

Sometimes I even cry when a birds fly by.

As they fly by I wipe the tear from my eye.

Years will go by and I will forgot to cry.

It’s okay to cry if you look at the sky.

When I see the sky I get so high.

If I had wings I would fly.

Good bye!

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