RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Upper Atmospheres - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Searching the world over, skipping some places,
knowing that they are off limits to everyone.
Signing the paperwork, flying into an upper
atmosphere, finding paths in skyways of lively
Going forward faster than a jet giving spaces
to others just to keep the peace in sparse areas
of wild jungles in life.
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