Hide In Plaid Poem by Patti Masterman

Hide In Plaid



Could you someday hide in plaid,
Even if you were quiet mad-
Though straight forward lines deny
The curious ways, we find to fly.

Though airports are the straightest known,
And highways won't diverge, when flown-
We could stay above the clouds
Where you'll never find a crowd.

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