Heroines
It isn’t hard to find a heroine
among the women that one knows.
God had enough faith in their valor
to trust them with childbearing woes.
There was an outstanding heroine
in the news when I was young,
of whom the praise was endless
and admiring songs were sung.
Aviation was still in infancy.
Planes had barely out-grown their pedals,
when Amelia Earhart was crossing oceans
and winning high flying medals.
There was one first she hadn’t claimed,
first woman to fly around the world.
They feted her before her 1937 flight
with pride and the flag unfurled.
She and her navigator, Fred Noonan
had all but reached their destination,
when their plane simply disappeared.
They were mourned by the whole nation.
She had promised her loving husband
she would quit after she flew it.
Though well aware of the danger, said,
“I want to do it just in order to do it.”
Written May 25, 2012
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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