NaPo WriMo: Day 11

Here’s part two of yesterday’s poem.

One for Kieron

2.
The next morning, we drive out,
outside Stone we catch a trail
streaked across the sky, and the dot
of a plane breaking the blue.

I imagine it’s yours and remember
the times you made us laugh or,
more likely pissed us off.

You chase the sun across the world,
and Thailand waits.

Anxious, of course.

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