Up she goes into the sky so high
Floating mid air, the world below passes by.
Foams of white clouds the vision-
A moment of majesty beyond a reason.
As a bird she flies
Like a seagull soars
And touches the skies.
Enters she
Into a child’s fantasy
Castles made of white
Here’s a bunny
And there, shapes so funny
Breaks she into a laughter light.
Travels thus she, into far off lands
Stretched over rivers and lakes
and with the dawn, every morn
Into a land of dreams she awakes.
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