I could hear that plane coming; <br />The field’s not far from me. <br />The plane you caught here out of love, <br />to be not far from me. <br /> <br />I used to hear planes coming; <br />The field’s now overgrown. <br />The plane that caught you out of love, <br />took you away from home.<br /><br />Sailing to windward<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0-i-can-hear-the-plane-coming/
