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Winter is a time to fly. With, family , friends and by self with headphones, attached to my ears. As I would get empowered by my ,classical music. As, I moved freely, as, one might feel in a dream if there were floating.
This, takes me back to childhood. Because, as a child I’d figure skate while gliding across the ice. I use to love the feeling, of notably like flying. There was a power, an inner , that made me feel , free. As I, Spun around , without dizziness. As I focus on a point of return.
Returning , to a reality on the ice, that, didn’t spin out of control, as I leap into the air, crisp and fair to my skin, I enjoyed the pause of leaving the ice. It didn’t matter, if I missed a spin or leap, it was the doing. As I, was happy , to skate and giggle, if I lost my footing.
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It’s 5 minute Friday at Lisa Jo Baker’s . where we write for Five minutes, and post our unedited work. Todays Prompt Word is: Fly
Have a blessed day everyone :)
