The Dream Flight

It's quite a sight

Watching that plane soar into the night.

It's quit amazing how she twists and turns,

But don't think of the bad stuff like how she might BURN.

You sometimes ask, how it's done?

Cause she can way more than ton.

How she can fly every which way

On its journey across the bay.

The Dream Flight

It's so majestic, soaring like bird

So peacfully, and serene she might not be heard.

You try your best to understand

The patterns seen in the land.

A reminder of Grandmother's patchwork quilt,

And then all of a sudden we take a tilt.

From so up high you ask How and Why?

Cause you know that heaven ain't no lie.

But soon you will understand the real reason,

About the truth about the seasons

And that one day you will fight

For The Dream Flight.