Personal, Thought

Airplane Ride

We hit a few air pockets
then everything is smooth.
We get to the highest point,
unexpectedly we come down.
All we want is to touch,
the moon, stars and sun.
Seems like all we do is
go past the moon & sun
and fly thru the stars.

It’s funny how life is just like
an airplane ride.

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