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Apr 2018
Soaring  above the moonlit sky far above the constillation , peaking down through the white clouds of puff, watching as the stars drop from heaven.
What a world to be seen as I look down  from up above.
For  the mountains covered in snow caps there is so much beauty and the wildlife running so free. The elk strutting all around, the Rocky mountain big horns playing by hooking horns and then the Grizzly Bear  catching trout from the springs.   As I look into the oceans of water crystal clear , the whales, the sharks , and the amazing dolphins all  swim for miles, without a care or a fear.  All through the jungles of Africa , the Lions holding their thrones as the king's, the tigers waiting for their supper hiding  behind the rocks, let's not forget the gorillas and apes occupying the swinging branches of the trees,  through the muddy swamps,  where the saw grass grows and the Gators and snakes lurk. ,
Oh the beauty of the land down under, how I would love to take a walk about, as the kangaroos run freely carrying their little joeys, snuggled safely in their pouch. I've never been to France, I see the stories are true, as I'm looking down on the city of romance I picture me and you.
So much beauty and freedom, my view from up here.
Sometimes you have to step out of the box to see things from a different view.
Written by
Kim Essary
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