FLIGHT OF TOMORROW
Let my wings soar
New Frontier destiny
Let the clouds cleanse within their mist
Journey on wings
Born to fly
Into the Friendly skies
Bad weather otherwise
Surrounding the high mountains
Pausing for a brief stop
King of the valley’s
The land below
Harmony among
Beauty of excellence
Yonder miles
Singing a soaring bird song, “Where the wind blows, I will follow”.
Copyright © Anthony Blake | Year Posted 2025
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