driving
i n m y c a r
I
see
the careflite copter
perched like a bird
on the
overpass.
Cars flew by underneath,
Red tail lights in the future.
And what of the body and soul
in the copter....
Are you alright,
my friend?
Are you eased on a gurney, are
You
resting in the Everlasting
Arms?
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