Flitter, flatter, flutter go my wings.
I am flying above all things.
Hovering freely as the wind sings.
High and low I have no limit.
The sky supports me as I glide.
Up and down the river bend.
Across the sparkling streams.
Looking down and smiling at all the wonderful things.
When I’m near the sun no one can see because it shines so bright.
I go to the trees and camouflage in the leaves as winter turns into spring.
Can you see my colorful wings?
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