Jets Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Jets
Streaking across the sky,
leaving white marks behind
as they fly and hide their
opulent bodies in speeds of
sound.
Monday, November 11, 2013
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4/26/2024 10:36:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't know if this happens to me only, but everytime i see a plane high up in the sky it just reminds me of how far we hAve come in terms of technology.