Flying high, Flying High, Flying High

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By jwhwz

Over a hilltop, And under a bright sky; You can see the birdies; Fluttering so high. Over a mountain; And on a moonlit night; You can see the stars; Shining with delight. On a cloudy day; You can see raindrops; oh my; Pitter-patting on the grassy earth, And a rainbow in the sky. On a winter's day; Floating, whisping through the air; You can see the white snowflakes; Coating the pretty trees without a care. The snowflakes fly gently with the breeze; On a lovely winter's day; What a glorious time; Many nature-lovers will say! On an afternoon in the autumn; You'll see the lovely leaves; On the oak trees; It is a beautiful day when no one grieves.

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