Passer By. Poem by Tom Allport

Passer By.

It was quiet with no sound
As it zoomed across the sky
Leaving a silver smoke trail
It flew effortlessly high
'Isn't it beautiful'
Said a passer by
But little did they know
The end was nigh.

Saturday, October 17, 2026
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