32,000 feet
high
above
the earth's surface,
i am safe
inside
a metal cocoon,
flying
home.
wondering,
if
i
still
belong.
2-04-1969
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Short and sweet. The poem is like 44 years old wine. Keep on writing. Many many thanks for sharing it with us.