High Flight Poem by Christopher Tye
High Flight
High Flight
Birds on the wing soaring skywards,
Reaching above the clouds soaring upwards,
High above the earth in rarefied air.
Annual commutes to warmer lands,
Soaring high and fast on thermals,
Oceans and patchworks of land below,
High flight as nature intended for them.
By Christopher Tye
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5/4/2024 10:39:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
natural their high flight and migration....factual..thanks for sharing this poem here-10