the planes are flying again
there's music playing in the street
miles and miles beneath my feet
i know that it's been several years
and i've held back several tears
but when i finally touch down
and i come back into town
i know we'll be dancing then
the planes are flying again
there's music playing in the street
miles and miles beneath my feet
i know that it's been several years
and i've held back several tears
but when i finally touch down
and i come back into town
i know we'll be dancing then
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Good words nicely penned
Brilliant!
(those wings of regret
fuelled
by enduring engines of
hope;
I wish you a landing strip
of peace)
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
thank you lb! i love those lines!
So much sounds in the skies these days. The air lanes are starting up again. There in front of us are possibilities beginning to unfold and present themselves. Thanks for sharing.
and thanks for reading bard 🙂
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