ACROSS THE SKY

 I soar through the air up In the wide open sky,

 Just myself and some wings', we fly, and fly.

 So peaceful up here, quiet without many a sound,

 Feel like I'm flying to the sun, far from the ground.

 Clouds' are floating to nowhere that I can see,

 A never ending flight, just the sky and me.

 Looking down Is another world not like here,

 Across the sky, not crowded with fear.

            Keith Garrett                

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