Thursday, March 12, 2026
The hardest part about flying is coming down.
Ascending and pretending through various clouds.
But the rules of physics are that what goes up,
Must come back loud, proud, yet humble…
But unless you’re a cloud, you shift,
Drifting from landscapes to gift…
Everyone a new perspective,
Float on protected so that,
When you leave it’s the,
Rainfall from you,
as you shifted—
…and flew ✈️
-Budd
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