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She is gliding on fragile wings
Singing in the breeze..
Following her heartās desire she flies free·.
You reach to catch her in the palms of your hands..
Open them up and see her there gazing at you..
A tiny pixie with fluttering wings.
Smiling up at you with a question in her eyes
Do you wish to put her in a gilded cage?
Capture her singing voice to listen at your leisure?
Use her as an ornament to grace your home,
Or as a trinket to show off to your friends?
She glides on fragile wings
Sings in the breeze..
Follows her heartās desire
she flies free.
Tiny fragile wings glistening with the morning dew.
She flies up and tweaks your nose.
Tingling laughter echoes in your ears.
As off she goes to greet the morningās call.
Do you wish you could follow her?
Fly off into the days beginning?
Float within the hands of the wind,
To sing praises and dance among the trees?
She is gliding on fragile wings
Singing in the breeze
Following her heartās desire
she flies free.
We are all flying on fragile wings.
Following the beat of different songs.
Some days floating just above ground,
And other times soaring among the clouds.
Unfurl your fragile wings and fly!
Lift up your voice and sing!
Feel the wind upon your face and smile,
As you remember the laughter echoing your ear.
Glide on your fragile wings
Sing heartily in the breeze
Follow your heartās desire
fly free.
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