The thrust felt as the plane flew quickly went up the dusky sky As I looked down there were cities partially litted by the sun’s glare As the sun sat the twinkle began I wondered about the machine in which I sat The progress we have made, so remarkable easily can be transported from one point to the other As the flight landed, I enjoyed the ride again wished to go into the skies thinking that maybe just another time!
The Plane Ride – A Poem

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