Air Force Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Air Force



Jet engines rumbling through the air,
roaring their presence to all the earth.

Gliding on invisible wind currents, banking
left or right, rushing at break-neck speeds
to get where they are going.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014
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