Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Poem - just out of sight

i wait for it to start raining
i write an email to someone

always something new to learn or do
every single day in this place

i heard an old man say this arising
it is like watching an airplane

some get farther and farther away
while some appear closer and closer

if you can't see the flight
it does not mean it is gone

like a ghost
it is just out of sight


Robert Holbrook Smith

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