Breaking the Sound Barrier
A Korean War veteran
with a yearning to fly,
having tasted that feeling
of floating with the clouds,
that feeling of hanging
suspended in utter quiet,
of wanting to reach out
and gather the stars,
that incredible feeling of riding
the sky, sitting in God's lap.
A memory that would not fade,
but called him back and back,
until he returned to the skies
in a Cherokee 235, and flew
coast to coast, city to city,
like the wind that blows
where it will.
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