Lifting with the tide and when the wind blows.
It's light and airy like and bird's song,
Dancing on the breeze floating all the day long.
White and black the colors blend,
I know every fold and stitch like an old friend.
Soft and pretty oh so fair,
I fly to the sky dress carried on air.
Like a bird am I so joyful and free,
Feathers like a bird drape over me.
I sing for wonder and for sorrow,
Again I will come and fly tomorrow.
Bliss and glory at the sky meet,
Wings travel better than any feet.
Beauty in white shining sky,
Oh how glorious it is to fly.
Down I drop the day spun by,
Hardly noticed while I fly.
Feather dress it carried me well,
Special and hidden secret don't tell.
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