Original Composition Date: Friday, March 19,2010
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Blue Sky, yellow triangle, joined in the middle
It doesn’t seem right to divide them like that,
If I had my way, I’d mix them up a little.
Jet airplane vapour, in the blue, like a kite.
Feels like a holiday in sand and the sun,
Airbourne in clouds, and free as a flight.
Not into space though , nothing so deep
That would be black with specks of white light
It could be more interesting,
Definitely more of a fright.
Come with me, let us fly
I’m sure it’ll be better
we’ll share life by halves,
that were then,
juxtaposed back together
Writing by Regina Stemberger
Photo “Not green” by kevindooley
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