Flight time


Look Granny, look up there, a tiny little bird is floating majestically through the air.

I wonder where it’s going just like I wonder many things, I wonder if it can see us beneath its feather coated wings.

Soon it disappears, lost in never ending crisp blue sky, and I wonder why time with my granny always seems to fly. 

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