Unfinished poem.

by Whaty-Fifidada!   Dec 27, 2005


He sat and watched the plane goes by.
He wondered,"Will I be able to fly??"
He thought and thought,
He pondered and pondered.
Will he be able to fly that high?

Airport is the place he loves to go.
A place where he will watch the planes flew by.
Everything there amazes him so much.
Deep in his heart, one day he will want to fly.

Every time a plane flew by,
He watches it with much excite.
And the same time,
His pains and sorrows flew away.
Like magic in the land,
He will better all over again.

But things don'?t stay this way forever.
Once he left the airport,
His pains and sorrows came hopping back.
With much pain in the heart,
He couldn't shake it out again.

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somehow i don't know how to end this.

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