Wonderous Dream

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    Wonderous Dream
    It's a wonderous thing to stretch your wings and dream your flight. Soar sunny skies, so bright. Joyous I will sing when given my wings then I can float like a kite. Patience I hold with all my might just a few prayers and loving things. Waiting for what tommorow brings, as I dream of my first flight.

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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