Falling Airplane

If I was an airplane,

I’d fall from the sky

Like a feather gently riding the wind

Until I slowly and safely and steadily

Landed in a grassy glen

Hidden from all the people

That just moments before

Looked at the sky with their fingers pointing

Exclaiming, “Look at that airplane falling from the sky!”

© 2025 David Greg Harth

25.10.13.13.15.00@345ParkNYC

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