My Journey Home


You see so much of the land
As you fly past,
So much but so little,
It’s like patchwork,
Fields then trees then houses,
You never quite see enough
Oh look a sheep!
Or was it a cow?
It’s slowing,
Almost enough to fully
Grasp the beauty
Of what you’re seeing,
When suddenly,
You’re off again,
Your destination is
But part of you wants to
Explore this beautiful
patchwork some more,
But alas,
Here you are,
You’re home.


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