Sometimes a balloon
Rises high above the trees
And your eyes twinkle.
Sometimes a man
Soars gracefully in the blue sky
And your face glows bright.
Sometimes a bird
Flies, rising from the river birch
And you sing with joy.
Sometimes a rocket
Shoots up into the blue sky
And you are in it.
Copyright Denise A White
Rises high above the trees
And your eyes twinkle.
Sometimes a man
Soars gracefully in the blue sky
And your face glows bright.
Sometimes a bird
Flies, rising from the river birch
And you sing with joy.
Sometimes a rocket
Shoots up into the blue sky
And you are in it.
Copyright Denise A White
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