Sour Grapes
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My mother’s husband had a strong desire
To earn his pilot wings in his own right
Flying with his friend had stoked the fire
His dear friend’s death stalled his return to flight
As I looked on I wished for me it true
To fly a plane had been my lifelong dream
Imagine my joy when he asked me to
Pursue the pilot’s license as a team
His wife, my mother, did not like our plan
She cried and urged that we should turn it down
Afraid she’d end up losing both her men
Our unfulfilled dream was a huge letdown
To fly a plane, was a sad, stupid dream
Don’t speak of it again or I will scream!
September 6, 2018
Sour Grapes Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Massey
Ten syllables/line, counted at PoetrySoup.com
Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2018
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