Date: 5/18/2017

By abbiejhart

So I was in the garden doing some sort of written work, it was dark but I had a little light to see the paper and pen. it was a warm summer night and there was a soft cool breeze. not long after doing my work I hear planes but what seems like hundreds of them, only viable as a moving light in the sky. it was beautiful to watch and I knew it was the army troops off to Afghanistan or wherever they fight. it really got me emotional and I watched them fly over, So beautiful in the sky, I cried so much. for some reason it really hit home, I thought about wanting them to return home safe, as much as they were doing our country proud. just as they were disappearing from the horizon, a few fireworks were set off. after that I decided to go inside and call it a night, tears still flowing.