Home

The sky goes up a long ways.

To fly you have to leave

the Earth, your home.

Letting go of all beneath

for freedom,

& temporary homlessness.

You will land safely,

hopefully, and once again

return from whence

you came.

The trip was fun,

but there’s no place

like home.

 

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