Soaring

Prompt: ReadWritePoem

Feet up in the air,
Ground fading away,
The sense of freedom,
With the heart in the stomach,
Up, up and away,
As they rise higher,
Round they go again,
For the thrill of a lifetime.

Isn’t life like that?
Every passing day,
Each decision we make,
Of the consequence we face,
We move away, far,
From familiar grounds,
The sold home we leave
With feet dangling in the air,
All of this for what?
The thrill of a lifetime!