Sewing Up the Skies

May 13, 2010
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Over head I fly,
Off on another journey.
My mind full of memories
Of times when I was young.
Thinking back to old places
As I land into another.

When I look outside my window
I see quilted plains of green.
In it are my troubles, my hopes, and my dreams.
In it are my failures, my achievements, and it seems
Every time I travel, I reinvent myself.
Every time I make a quilt I fly away.

Hot press pictures of my future,
Sewing the seams to what makes me real.
My past already making up much of the blanket that covers this place.

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