Inspired by the book Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach
When I see a lone seagull Circling high above I’m reminded of Jonathan I recognize his kindred spirit As one who would not stoop For discarded french fries In a stripmall parking lot I wonder as up above he circles How grand his aspirations His dreams and fantasies As he soars the openness of the skies I often think of Jonathan And stop to wonder if I myself Am soaring to the heights I should AP: Honorable Mention 2021
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