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Crop Duster
Flying his red plane
Across the field
Dusting the crops
Pulling up at the tree line
Banking to the left
Letting it dive
Back toward the ground
Before leveling off
Dusting again in the opposite direction
Pulling back on the stick
Pushing the stick left
Banking big red
Then flying towards me
As I drove, I rolled my window down
I stuck my arm out and waved
As he past by me
I didn’t know who he was
I didn’t know his name
I didn’t know if he was a good man
However, at that moment he was my hero
I knew that I should sell everything I own
Walk away from everything I have known
And learn to do his job
I needed to become a crop duster
Instead I drove on down the freeway
Leaving the red plane and the fields behind
To live the same life I’ve been living
Yet, knowing that somewhere a red plane
Is in a hangar at the edge of a field waiting
Across the field
Dusting the crops
Pulling up at the tree line
Banking to the left
Letting it dive
Back toward the ground
Before leveling off
Dusting again in the opposite direction
Pulling back on the stick
Pushing the stick left
Banking big red
Then flying towards me
As I drove, I rolled my window down
I stuck my arm out and waved
As he past by me
I didn’t know who he was
I didn’t know his name
I didn’t know if he was a good man
However, at that moment he was my hero
I knew that I should sell everything I own
Walk away from everything I have known
And learn to do his job
I needed to become a crop duster
Instead I drove on down the freeway
Leaving the red plane and the fields behind
To live the same life I’ve been living
Yet, knowing that somewhere a red plane
Is in a hangar at the edge of a field waiting
Published 21st Apr 2018
Author's Note
I saw a crop duster somewhere in Arkansas while I was on my way to work at Yellowstone National Park for a couple of months. It was a magical moment along the way.
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- Edited 30th Jan 2023 2:45pm
21st Apr 2018 4:05pm
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21st Apr 2018 4:15pm
Thanks U.G. Rose! Like I said in my author's notes I was headed out to Yellowstone to work & basically starting a different chapter in life. It seemed as though my life could turn in any direction at that point. I had been also looking at the possibility of going to work at a horse ranch in Hawaii. Anything sounds good when you just need to get away for a while.
