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Re: Paper Airplane

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  • blue_canoe2001
    ....Judy i loved this......the capture of imagination and innocence of a child, simplistically written.....i m not sure about all those commas as i see them as
    Message 1 of 2 , Oct 3, 2003
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      ....Judy i loved this......the capture of imagination and innocence
      of a child, simplistically written.....i'm not sure about all those
      commas as i see them as not needed though...........still the essence
      of watching youth from a porch or park bench is there.........to boot
      i think they'd make good lyrics to a song.....i hear an acoustic
      guitar in 3/4 time with a dancing flute and light
      percussion......just a touch of subtle fretless bass sliding in
      timeless manner.........


      --- In ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "Judy Arline Puckett"
      <judy_arline_puckett@y...> wrote:
      > He perfected his wings,
      > that will take him to his dreams,
      > He's the little boy,
      > with a home made toy,
      > That takes him so far,
      > He aims for the star,
      > More than just a game,
      > Im not sure where his dreams came,
      > He flies high,
      > across the sky,it seems,
      > with perfect wings,
      > to his dreams,
      > with a paper airplane.
      > I watched him play,
      > with that look far away,
      > I know what that look means,
      > He has the look in his eye,
      > That says someday Ill fly,
      > He perfected his wings,
      > that will take him to his dreams,
      > He's the little boy,
      > with a home made toy,
      > To him it's more than just a game,
      > Do all little boys wish the same?
      > He flies high,
      > across the sky, it seems,
      > With perfect wings ,
      > To his dreams,
      > with a paper airplane.
      > He has dreams that won't die,
      > Someday he'll fly,
      > across the sky,
      > To what tomorrow brings,
      > To him it's more than a game,
      > As I call his name,
      > He flies high,across the sky it seems,
      > With perfect wings,
      > to his dreams,
      > with a paper airplane.
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