Flight

Flight

The
Yellow
Plastic
Bag
Caught 
In
The
Tallest
Ever
Green
This
Month
Past,
Is
Gone
At
Last.
For
A 
Time,
It
Filled
Itself
With 
Breezy
Pride,
Surviving
The
Tree
Top
Ride,
Until
The
Wind
Rent
Its
Side,
And 
Tore
The
Bag
To 
A
Rag.
No
More
The
Joyous
Pennant
To
A 
Stately
Ship,
But
Ripped
Front
To
Back,
The
Forlorn
Remnant
Of
A 
Humble
Sack,
That
Yesterday,
Was
Blown
Far
Away.