I find what I think most about is family, love and home
I imagine that’s why these three gifts are infused in every poem.
Sometimes on my morning walk I find it gratifying
to extend my arms out to the sides…and pretend that I am flying.
Ever since I was a child I have found this has a certain appeal….
Even now when I see my shadow in the streetlight…that’s exactly how I feel.
There are times when I have no trouble soaring independently across the sky
and other times when I need some support, some encouragement…a little help to fly.
That’s when I look to my family…because it is their love I’ve found…
that helps me find the strength to spread my wings and lift up off the ground.
I have found days I feel weak and have a fear of falling and the pain that falling brings
when my family puts me on their shoulders and shares with me their wings.
And, likewise, if a member of my family is in fear of falling….
and the pain that falling brings…
I will put them on my shoulders and share with them my wings
Now as I walk in the morningI have this overwhelming feeling of delight
whenever I see my wings extended in the shadows of the night.
Because I know even though in the shadows it looks like Im flying on my own…
with my family in the wings…I will never fly alone.
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