I wanted to fly...
When I was a young girl...
I wanted to fly
Like a bird in the sky
I wanted great big wings
Like an angel that sings
I wanted to be free
Like a beautiful fairy
So what did I do? ...
I made wings out of paper
And I climbed up the roof real high
But I didn't realize
That I realy couldn't fly
I fell down onto the ground
And allmost broke my neck
But just that one little moment...
I had my freedom back!
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Zondag, september 07, 2003 11:17 |
| Mooi gedichtje! | |
| Sweet inside: | Zondag, september 07, 2003 09:48 |
| Hmmm ... er zijn echt wel andere manieren hoor ... Als je er echt geen vind, kom je maar eens vragen. XXXXX en knuffff Groetjes van Wim |
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| Auteur: ~*Missy*~ | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ;o)x | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 september 2003 | ||
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