Looking out my window
I imagine
Where will I go?
What will I do?
Every plane trip I take
brings something new.
As we ascend,
I view the fluffy clouds.
I want to reach out and touch them-
What an adventure that would be!
Like a bird, flying high in the sky
Free.
Looking down on oceans so blue
I dream of taking a dive
In waters bright of hue.
They remind me of beaches
Long in my past.
Places I had loved
Trips that would never last.
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