Looking Down, 'I Am Floating By
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James McLain
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Out there in the fields.
Over open, salty water,
I am floating.
As the bird is flying
yes, as I.
and it circles over head
it looking down upon me
looking up, I am, at it.
I'm looking down
through it's green eyes,
watching some one
floating by.
her head is in his lap
and white the foam,
floats up around it.
I am too far up and out
to hear him,
say to her.
Why he is crying.
I can't but help to think
I think, she knows.
That I am floating off
and he is, floating bye.
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