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To soar on a paper air plane… As I folded up the pain white paper I wondered what it would be like. If I were small enough to sit right on the edge as it took flight, catching in the wind. How my scarf might dance behind me as the brisk air brushed against my cheeks. Weaving in and out between branches. Up and down. Catching the wind just right so I was flying high with the birds. Up, up, and up! Pinching the folded paper plane between my two fingers, I launched it into the forest and watched it disappear into the trees; imagining it was me.

 

Another Picture it & Write inspiration

 

http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2014/07/06/__picture-it-write-85/

Take Me Away

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Swing, swing
Take me away
Push back and forth
Higher, higher!
Swing, swing
Lift me from this seat
Bring me to places I’ve never seen
Further and further away
Up, up, up!

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Take me away, through the air
Feel the cool wind in my hair
As we soar through the night, over the land
So high people look like ants
And my worries fade away

Swing, swing
The possibilities
You bring
To me with your chains
Creaking under my weight
You take me to a place
Where nothing else exists
But this tranquility
Up, up, up!

{chorus}
Take me away, through the air
Feel the cool wind in my hair
As we soar through the night, over the land
So high people look like ants
And my worries fade away

girl on swing by wise purple joda

And my worries fade behind me
Like faerie dust in the sand
I clutch at the clouds with my hand
Oh, you take me to places better than I can imagine

Up, up, up!

{chorus}
Take me away, through the air
Feel the cool wind in my hair
As we soar through the night, over the land
So high people look like ants
And my worries fade away