Can
You see
The planes fly
Destinations
Unknown to many
Lights blink like moving stars
As the large birds disappear
Into the night sky on their way
With anxious travelers wondering
If their journeys will please them in the end
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Really deep. Good poem
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Thank you, so much
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I love staring at those jet trails and wondering what adventures await the people onboard 🙂
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We are on a flight path from Detroit’s Metro airport, and often I am wakened by the sound of a plane, or a jet and I lay i bed, watching them fill the skies overhead.
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Cool!
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Every journey is an adventure. Beautiful, Annette!
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Point well taken!
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💖
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I am always excited about my destination, Annette.
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And it shows! 🙂
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