Landing On Land Poem by August W. Landing

Landing On Land



I shall land on land
when my fear to fly
Tie my wing to my hand.
I shall fall and cry.

I shall think of stars
I flew past fast
And never halt
To bid good-last.

Then I shall die,
Tightly close my eye,
And wonder why
I ever flew.

It is fair to die,
Than
To fly a lie.

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