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Going To The Stars

I’m going up high to see the stars,
Where I can be free and be bold,
In a big glowing silver space ship.
To where the stars are full of gold

I will follow the end of the rainbow,
So I can find the glowing of the sun.
Hold on tight because this ride,
Wow, is going to be lots of fun.

I wish that I could go to the moon,
Hurry please I don’t want to be late.
What only the mind could assume,
There will be many things at stake.

When I’m flying I feel free as a bird,
This is the only place I’d rather see.
And only the world can be so weird,
This is the only place where I’m free.

Dedicated To my Dear Grandson
 Douglas James, age 4
Written By Debbie Wismer ®
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