Jumping *out Of Airplanes Without* A Parachute Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Jumping *out Of Airplanes Without* A Parachute



Playing ground great joy I find
in holding you.
Are not the trees your arms to
reach for me in glee.
Under canopy of wings I fly
whiping of a windful song
to sing.
Masters sky egale eye we meet
to speak.
Floating wing to arm no harm he
drifts away.
No saddle on his back we fly away.

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Brian Jani 16 May 2014

Is it poetry Amazing showcase of poetry, keep it up

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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