Through the valley the Cessna flies
snow covered mountains, blue the skies
on a plateau of a thousand yards
we land in tussock and basalt shards
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Great rhyme and flow. I'm not a hunter, unless it's girls :) You're very descriptive in your works, imagery and emotion is the biggest part of poems in my opinion and you have captured them both. Thanks for sharing
Bob you nailed this one, keep it up