As I look out my window, from where I stand, I begin to think of my dreams. Dreams from when I was a child.
When I was a child, I would dream of silver wings. Wings that I would mount up upon to fly into the skies. Like an angel, I would fly into the sky, sit on a cloud and watch the rest of the world go by.
My sapphire dreams began later on in my teenage years. They started out as being small dreams of castles, unicorns, dragons and kings. I called them sapphire dreams because they were always tinged sapphire blue.
Now I'm an old woman who has put those dreams, and wings, into my children. But every once in awhile, I still have sapphire dreams about silver wings.
When I was a child, I would dream of silver wings. Wings that I would mount up upon to fly into the skies. Like an angel, I would fly into the sky, sit on a cloud and watch the rest of the world go by.
My sapphire dreams began later on in my teenage years. They started out as being small dreams of castles, unicorns, dragons and kings. I called them sapphire dreams because they were always tinged sapphire blue.
Now I'm an old woman who has put those dreams, and wings, into my children. But every once in awhile, I still have sapphire dreams about silver wings.
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