Yeah cranes! Glad to help! Ha Ha you finally had to stop stringing them! lol!-Miranda
How glorious to see the paper cranes every day and think of your many friends....
Looks like Gators are having a good weekend at States. Emily, I'll have Nick bring you back a protractor!
Amazing!Jolene & Jerry
Emily--A beautiful sight.You and the cranes look amazing!Janet
that's so cool, em
In its original form this poem looks like a folded crane1000hopes1000 dreams1000slopes 1000greatextremes. Where am Iin thiscolorful crop that guardsmydreams? 1000 birds that flyabovewhich of the flyers will return mylove?All of them call to me but that oneanswersto a special degree. It is the maverickthat pointsThe wrong direction It shows that justbecause IStrung them I could still be resisted by myowncreation. He is backward while his brothersfly onHe shows them that they are truly wrong. For right is thedirection that he does point and to the east he flies toward the rising sun,The new day has begun. Then there is that tiny guy that is so small heCan notbe seen and hardly touched Too tiny, invisible to be clutched.Hebreaks and folds just as the others, but the small gold crane is trulymorebold If you know where to look he will speak to you and tell ofthe wish for 1000 years of health. 1000 hugs 1000 kissesMy team was there to give me 1000Wishes though I onlyNeed oneI wishFor loveAnd receive1000 cranes
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