I am here
Though you may not notice
Above the trees I soar
High within the clouds
Looking down upon the earth.
And so I guard you.
The wind lifts my wings, I
Coast down, my eyes closing
As I sniff the warm Spring air.
Tilting my head, I come to land
My hooves clicking softly on the stone path.
Though you can not see
This glad is my home
Far
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