By Caleb James K.

Softly fading lines
as planes fly through the sky.

Shades of blue blend so high
above the world towards space.

It’s where all is quiet
because the wind can’t race.

From the ground it seems so far
so very far away.

But those on the planes
think the same about the ground.

As the softly fading lines
fade so silently this day.

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