Monday, May 14, 2012

Higher than Winged Birds

Cover me like morning dew on rose pedals
Bring high tide to new levels
Indulge me like chocolate covered sweet things
Let’s climb mountaintops, make bells ring
Be my whipped up on my ice cream
Make me want more
Make me scream
Make your name my favorite word
Make what we do my favorite verb
So when teacher asks what I learned
I’ll cry out: “how to fly higher than winged birds.”

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