Frutiger Aero
Verdant fields and ocean skies,
Translucent orbs float on by,
A future promised, now our past -
A lost millennium, that didn't last.
Bubbles drift through the breeze,
Styluses tap on glowing screens,
Turbines spine and carve the air,
Slicing away all our cares.
Candy piles, virtual barks,
Spiralling swings at local parks,
I sit and wish on lonely nights,
To travel back to simpler times.