How To Fly
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“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Gianna’s father asked…
“A bird!” she said with glee.
I want to soar across the sky and play up in the trees…
“Well, come on,” he said grabbing her hand…
without ever wondering why...
“We have a lot of work to do…
if we’re going to teach you how to fly.”
Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2020
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