Just You and I in the Sky
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I want to go to Idaho
I bet you never knew
And Wyoming… and Hawaii…
Oh, and North Dakota too!!
I’ve been to all the other ones
For once there was a time
When I would tease the pull of Earth
And upwards I would climb
I used to fly those great big jets
I dreamed of as a kid
And many others just like you
Also wish they did
Well, wish no more, now close your eyes
You’re in for something neat
We’re going on an airplane ride
From up in the pilot’s seat!!
Now if you don’t mind, we’ll skip some things
Like, “How does the airplane turn on?”
And we’ll get right up to altitude
On our cross-country marathon!!
Okay, you can look now, we’re heading due west
Cruising high overtop of the “Plains”
And we’re only two hours from the Great Salt Lake
Oh don’t worry, plenty of daylight remains
Way out there, see the Rockies? Though they look pretty small
As we near they’ll ascend to great heights
And when we pass overhead we’ll see mountains of green
Topped with snows of the purest of whites
Across the western states we soar
Vast palettes of different browns
Where? Show me… oh, those way down there?
They’re not ants, those are small little towns
Why do the lakes and rivers shine like that?
You’re right, they do look like they’re on fire
It’s the reflection of the setting sun
Nature’s herald for sky’s evening attire
Oh my, there’s the sunset, isn’t it marvelous??
From up here, it’s a sight to behold
The pinks, the blues, all those orange hues!!
No silly, the sun’s not made out of gold
Onward!! Forward!! With purpose, we fly
The twilit West Coast looms ahead
Now let’s check… good, since we’ve plenty of fuel
We won’t stop, we’ll keep going instead
There now, we’ve reached the Pacific
And the sun finally bid us goodnight
So it’s time to turn this grand airplane around
And head back on the long eastbound flight
We’re going to fly on a northerly route
I hope later on you’ll see why
But for now, let’s simply gaze at stars
And marvel at the sky
There’s Orion!! And the Pleiades!!
Cassiopeia is way over there!!
And there’s Ursa Major… oh, I thought you knew
That’s Latin for “Great She-Bear”
Now look down from her tail, tell me, what do you see?
Indeed, the Big Dipper, in all of its glory
But do you know how to find the obscure Little one?
That’s okay, another time, another story
There!! Look to the left and look real hard
It’s one of the rarest of sights
No, that’s not curtains blowing in the sky
They’re called the “Northern Lights”
That’s why I wanted to fly on a northerly route
You see them best from there
And believe me, it’s not very often that you do
But tonight God has answered my prayer
That faint yellow line growing bright in the east?
That’s the dawning of a new day
Which reminds me, now is the perfect time
To take a moment and pray
To thank God for all of the beauty
He has made for us to view
But for me do you know what the best gift was?
It was that I got to see it with you!
Well, I hate to say it but the time has come
Our journey must now end
You say you want to do it again?
Any time, my friend…
Copyright © Andrew Baffi | Year Posted 2020
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