A Flight Of The Albatross

it starts as a baby alone
then in no time it will roam
searching for little minnows in its beak
hunting and gathering
in time spreading its wings
taking flight at night to a distant land
let me be the first to help you understand
beautiful in it's colorization
a break on a vacation
flying ever higher then ever before

there a love does know
how long of the flight of the Albatross
this is no tragic loss
drifting along the ocean shore flow
lest i implore another opened door
a loving bird as if you haven't heard
higher and higher straight up will fly
watch the Albatross soaring to ever new heights.
forget the night and the day is far spent

This poem is about: 
My community


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