If You Go There
if you go there
tell me if the
cover is on the
well the barn is still
there and the
tree stands next to
the house by the
dusty road down the
hill where he used
to get air under
his wings and soar
around the fallow meadow
in the glider he
built setting it down easy
get out and
laugh that he had
defied gravity for a
few moments suspended on
bone dry air
everybody thought he was
crazy but wouldn’t tell
him so now he
rests wearing the grin
of a man who
had the last laugh
Copyright © David Sermersheim | Year Posted 2017
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