Flying in the sky
Out the window people wave
And up we go like a bird in the air
Singing happily as we fly
Mountains and rivers everywhere
Higher and higher we go in the sky
Down below is Grandpa’s house
So we wave as we go by
But he looks as small as a mouse
Everything’s strange from up here
But more familiar as we get near
Laura Bourn (10) 
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