Soft clouds, blue skies
Small plane before my eyes.
Young boy, not quite a man,
At the stick of that small plane.

Young heart, excited eyes
As he flew up in the skies.
Learning well, for one so young
To fly for him was more than fun.

It was life, for this young man
To be pilot of a plane.
So who can say, the price was dear
When he gave his life for his career.

Soft clouds, blue skies
Small plane before my eyes.
This time I look in vain,
For it won't return again.

Eternal Destiny    2/21/73