First Flight
As a bird on its first flight she was feeling.
Happy as she could be so far.
Concerned about jet streams
to fly as higher it's possible.
A new page she turned on,
another one to start writing.
She thought the unthinkable at her short age, but the unexperience doesn't open many doors.
Hungry for new discoveries she took a suitcase with the necessary.
A few clothes in, little money in the pocket and a lot of troubles in her mind.
How far could she go at that early age?. That was in her thoughts.
She had seen a place years before. She promised she would be there, but she wasn't sure about that.
She wasn't alone, she had a good friend with the same dreams.
They waited for the first bus, there in the small village they were living in.
That first bus took them to that place she promised she will be back.
She talked to the sea again, she said: Here I am facing you and now what?. Another page has been written and many other will be done.
Struggles, laughs and tears,
here and there. Sleeping with strangers, sharing their best.
Innocent souls searching for love, for new chances, challenging life.
Life gave them the best they could have ever dreamt of.
New waves to surf on, new flights to try, another dawn to start a new day.
After the first flight, many years have gone, many stories have been written in their life.
All of a sudden, they are not the same ones.
One is looking at the same mirrow and the other keeps following the first flight she made.
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