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[aid] => mick
[title] => Soaring up above I spied
[time] => 2006-02-05 14:53:39
[hometext] => Abit of fluff
[bodytext] => Sitting quietly alone ever so heavy in thought I felt myself drift as if lifted by the winds. Soaring higher and higher making the land down below look like grandmothers Colorful patch work quilt. Dotting the countryside below. I glaze upon the warming sun I feel a tickle as the soft fluffy clouds surround me then go. Its'' an amazing world from way up here Watching the life stirrings below. I feel myself being pulled along Light as a feather in the blue clear skies My heart skips a beat as I join the procession with the many birds Welcoming me to their paradise The country side is trimmed and neat like a puzzle of a kind. With its rolling hills and curving streams and so much other foliage covering the ground. And as I swoop and glide along I am filled with that warm and blissful sensation Nothing could be wrong As I pass the window sills and steal a peck in I see the children Playing I feel the love and warmth within. I see the men and women farming in their fields The sweat beading their brows as they toil But life begins by working this land And for some that’s Is all they know. From their toils and rich soil it makes all the seeds planted come Making Strong and healthy crops and from the Great sun up in the skies it helps to makes all things grow. Whisper [comments] => 2 [counter] => 433 [topic] => 5 [informant] => Whisper [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChildrensPoetry )
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