In the coldness of night

And the darkness wraps around her

She closes her eyes to eacape

From the thoughts that find her

Back to a moment 

When contentment was home

Where she felt at one

She’s not lost or alone

Stepping into the memory

She looks up to the sky

Where she sees the clouds

Lingering, slowly drifting by 

The feeling of smallness

As planes leave ghosts

Distantly and tenderly

Slicing the sky, they boast

Freedom and defiance

Coasting round the world

Did they know the dreams

Of this little girl

She had dreamt of being one

And seeing what lies beyond

Where these metal birds flew

Over fluorescent horizons

And now as she sits on the grass

In the golden glow of summer

She catches sight of these birds 

And is reminded of her 

But sees the birds now 

In their metal and their stealth

On a track and on course

She whispers to herself 

“Their just like me”

The world’s beyond and 

Defiance of limits 

Where the illusion of freedom

And the dream that went with it

But the warm breeze comfort her

And the grass take her hand

She was contented with life

No matter those little girls plan

Not free as a bird 

But free as a plane 

She opens her eyes

And it’s gone again. 

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