AIRBORNE

A was for Airborne and we had A's and I's, our ancient innings had anxious in wings, and we were again inside and going through the aerialed of shingled of ingles sky

I was for the layer's dorm and we had the stage of try, our wabed wend of winning had patient pinned grins run glad with the racement's unfinned fling, we were the placement's limbed kin with hands of speed's return, jah's window pane had our hinged tide, lawed with the rain had our contained thing to hide and glowing so true was us unknowing the blue, our daring fold still had our mingled simple sides

Returning to dryness was our long laned highwayed structure

Burning with wise defense was our strong brains so alive without the rays and weathered reign which punctured

Oaring through the vault with results was our mighty miracled swim

Roaring the news with our faults were the adults being swift with the free bolts, unhushed was the powered lightning, and our clear known pulls, could spare their home with our goals, being passive was our share of glows being cool, we did win

Needing the extra protection was our coexistence flowing smoothly

Eening with the next loved of the load lesson was our mode and next list's stint, again our glowing loose speed was owing their unrefused seeds, we did move with our spree

- Avalon Dakota

- 7-18-26

- 2:18 AM

- AIRBORNE