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I could fly When I was a child i just lifted my legs and flew every night, it was as natural as my breath. Now my son flys high and feels the air rush past as he smiles and he tells me “Dad in my dreams i can fly” and i say then hold on tight son because when i grew up i forgot how to fly high like you.

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if only life was not so short
Maybe then there would be time
to do all the that i could write down here
like travel the world and photograph it all
But hay hoy theres allways tomorrow.

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  • SylviaHardy
    SylviaHardyover 6 years ago

    That is so sweet Alan!

  • Alan Findlater
    Alan Findlaterover 6 years ago

    i was how i felt when he told me he could fly and brought back all my childhood memories

  • SylviaHardy
    SylviaHardyover 6 years ago

    It’s a strange experience. I used to be able to fly over the earth with my bed.

  • Sean Farragher
    Sean Farragherover 6 years ago

    lovely story

  • loramae
    loramaeover 6 years ago

    Oh the sweet innocense of a child…wish I could still fly…Touching words…

  • pat oubridge
    pat oubridgeover 6 years ago

    Sometimes I wish I could still fly!!!

  • pijinlane
    pijinlaneover 6 years ago

    Wonderful and so true …. I remember

  • Cornelia Togea
    Cornelia Togeaover 6 years ago

    beautifull..
    My mom still dreams she’s flying, and so do I… It’s so sad to wake up and realize I can’t fly.

  • silvizee
    silvizeeover 6 years ago

    Excellent piece.

  • Sally Omar
    Sally Omarover 6 years ago

    Alan, What a beautiful writing…Sally xxoo

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