The story has only just begun
As her plane flies over
In the early morning sun
The white cliffs of Dover
Like a curtain raise her
She is free as a bird
And the world her oyster
Sounds like the adventure of a lifetime Tia...... and here's wishing you just what your title infers........ hugs and lol from Fay.......xx
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I would like to translate this poem
Free spirit touches the sky, off she flies higher the angels high...