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The Vapor Trail, behind a High, Flying, Airplane
As a Minnesota Boy, Amazed me, as I--GAZED--up, looking,--in--awe--the--SAME
For, I grew up, in Winona, just a small, little Minnesota--Town
and really, never traveled by Air-Plane, so high,up in the Air--off--of --the --Ground
I always thought, to myself, and wondered, where is that Airplane going, and how does it feel, to be flying so,high up in the blue--SKY
and as a boy, I thought, it would be cool, to leave this little Minnesota town, travel, the World, and away- -Fly--high
So,the World, I have traveled around and seen
a few times over in my twenty years career,as--a--United States--MARINE
And now as, I'm a much older,and Traveled--OUT
my Heart more and more takes me HOME, SWEET HOME, to my HOME-LAND--Minnesota--where,I was raised--About
When, I looked up high into the blue sky
and saw the high flying airplane, with a long, Line,of vapor, and trail, I was so curious excited, and wanted to travel, the WORLD, and in an airplane, fly---far--away--and--HIgh
Now as I'm older, i desire wish, want, and dream to travel, no more
for I have been there done that and am over traveled for--SURE
My small, town, life as a Minnesota Boy ---I--remember--very--Well---When--I Desired, and , wished, and wanted, and dreamed,--again --to--fly--and--a--new--Frontier--and--adventure--FIND
as im, Reflecting, --way-Back, to when i was--a, Boy, when to travel, and fly high in an Airplane, with--Vapor--trail-- was --my --dream, --and --wish--hope--and--Rhyme
By John d JUNGERS-----03---FEBRUARY--2018
As a Minnesota Boy, Amazed me, as I--GAZED--up, looking,--in--awe--the--SAME
For, I grew up, in Winona, just a small, little Minnesota--Town
and really, never traveled by Air-Plane, so high,up in the Air--off--of --the --Ground
I always thought, to myself, and wondered, where is that Airplane going, and how does it feel, to be flying so,high up in the blue--SKY
and as a boy, I thought, it would be cool, to leave this little Minnesota town, travel, the World, and away- -Fly--high
So,the World, I have traveled around and seen
a few times over in my twenty years career,as--a--United States--MARINE
And now as, I'm a much older,and Traveled--OUT
my Heart more and more takes me HOME, SWEET HOME, to my HOME-LAND--Minnesota--where,I was raised--About
When, I looked up high into the blue sky
and saw the high flying airplane, with a long, Line,of vapor, and trail, I was so curious excited, and wanted to travel, the WORLD, and in an airplane, fly---far--away--and--HIgh
Now as I'm older, i desire wish, want, and dream to travel, no more
for I have been there done that and am over traveled for--SURE
My small, town, life as a Minnesota Boy ---I--remember--very--Well---When--I Desired, and , wished, and wanted, and dreamed,--again --to--fly--and--a--new--Frontier--and--adventure--FIND
as im, Reflecting, --way-Back, to when i was--a, Boy, when to travel, and fly high in an Airplane, with--Vapor--trail-- was --my --dream, --and --wish--hope--and--Rhyme
By John d JUNGERS-----03---FEBRUARY--2018
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The Vapor trail, behind a . High flying Airplane
The Vapor trail, behind a . High flying Airplane