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Transition Flight
by Alison McKenzie
Ive landed on my feet again,
And not on a nail -
Thank God.
The winds of change keep
Picking me up,
Carrying me to greener pastures
Laden with dung and mud.
Its alright -
Ive given permission;
Intentions always steering
But the pilots training
Coming in handy now.
I dont have to set foot
In another desert.
I prefer the cool mountain air
And this is where I glide
Until I land on my feet again.
05/10/2005 Posted on 05/10/2005
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
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