A Dark Image
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Sitting here, looking out of my hospital window I see a dark image flying close by - at first thinking it was a bird, but soon realizing the size of it was a whole lot larger than that.
A helicopter was landing just beyond my sight's reach on a heliopad the other side of concrete blocking my window.
Such a fabulous lurch inside, as I recognized the dark image and it's shape.
Loving helicopters, always, because in my twenties I learned how to fly Huey's.
Good times and pleasant memories to touch upon and think over and over again.
Splendid thoughts to bring me out of a reverie of sickness and pain that I've been going through for the past ten days.
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