I was sitting on my cloud thinking about you
Wondering if you are safe and happy
I'm feeling sad I can't laugh with you today and listen to your stories.. some hilarious.. some scary.. some equal parts scary and hilarious.. they all warm my heart..
I'm so selfish
My feet are dangling over the edge of my cloud ... I'm wondering if I could jump from here if I had a parachute..
The ground looks so distant..everything miniaturized down below
The roads appearance is one of slithering gray snakes winding through a field of broccoli
The freeways are like my clay I have twisted to make an abstract sculpture
The cars resemble matchbox cars a child would play with.. are they moving?
What a view from my cloud in the sky..
So peaceful.. white and clean..
I'm feeling a little dizzy from looking down better scoot back from the edge to security and safety..
As I stretch my arms out and smile I recall what you said and my mood changes
I live on a safe cloud..danger is down below
You said "I went on a mission.."
I said did you say mission? My heart felt like it stopped for a second and my throat felt constricted
Tell me..
The first time you parachuted from a plane you were going on a mission..
Down below wasn't the bustling metropolis I was looking down at..no not at all..
It was a war torn area dusty and dangerous...A place where war not only rages on the ground but in the hearts of the people
Fueled by greed..distrust.. corruption.. cruelty and all that is unfair in this world
This was where you and your hero friends were going to be for the next year
Your stories made me realize the anguish that people suffer on a daily basis
Warriors like you and your buddies protecting people you don't know..
Who often don't appreciate your presence..
Don't think to even say thank you when you rescue them.. and you don't mind..
You understand their plight..
Saving a woman and almost dying in the process..because enemies are everywhere you only said "I'm glad we were there"
Now you are off to do it again
Jumping into the abyss below where humanity shows its raw and ugly side
I'm selfish
I wish you didn't have to be in danger
But, you and your brothers are soldiers
Its what we do, its my job
You said that like you were catching the rail to work downtown at a bank..
Please feel my warmth I'm sending you across the ocean.. over hills..and through the towns to you..
Hero.. warrior.. soldier.. sweet friend of mine
Emmyy wants to laugh with you..she is so selfish..
Stay safe
Looking Below..
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Emmyy
Kadupul flower* blooms at midnight*dies at dawn, Female
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