Mind Flying Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Flying



Skidding across the sky, a jet from Southwest flew
high into the clouds and disappeared.

My mind went with it as it sat inside, feeling the
thrill of it's take off.

Turning the corner of the sky, noiselessly it sped
away.

Monday, July 14, 2014
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