Written By: Kalen Lewis
I see the airplane lights above,
Where do they come from?
They fly so high on this warm night,
Where do they go?
The blinking lights are white and red,
Who is the crew?
Their paths are always east and west,
Who are the passengers?
I'm sure they carry letters to lovers,
What do they say?
Or gifts tied in ribbon,
What's inside?
These planes, they are a mystery,
How far do they travel?
That I would like to know some day,
Where could they carry me?
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