i wanted to write about freedom but it was flag that was on my mind.
from the highway
i took daily to work
would soar my spirit no end
and keep it buoyant
whole day long
And then to see it
in its full glory
i would take rounds and rounds of the Park
And what a welcome surprise it was to find it
soaring high
as i approached the airport
Seeing and being one with the
flying flag
used to be such a rare feeling
that i vividly remember
not only my daily sightings
but the first encounters too.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2022-08-14 at 17:27
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Freedom
watching the flag flying in the airfrom the highway
i took daily to work
would soar my spirit no end
and keep it buoyant
whole day long
And then to see it
in its full glory
i would take rounds and rounds of the Park
And what a welcome surprise it was to find it
soaring high
as i approached the airport
Seeing and being one with the
flying flag
used to be such a rare feeling
that i vividly remember
not only my daily sightings
but the first encounters too.
Poetry by Sona
Read 172 times
Written on 2022-08-14 at 17:27
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