Little airports keep in mind

they got file folders and dry-erase boards


I retired from the air force

long enough ago to know



the sky is open



I call the tower and draw the line

I'm flying, yes I'm climbing

a better pilot couldn't find

even so, even I can only fly so high



the sky is open



in the war I flew the islands

I knew the quiet, it's pilot science

my propeller tries to find the air

I'm finally the highest bird



the sky is open

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