To Fly
How nice to have a skill that would allow
for me to leave the ground and soar to sky!
I’d be so thrilled, I’d have to shout WOW WOW.
Imagine it! To leave the ground and fly.
As I have done a few times in a dream,
I’d take a running leap, and then I’d drift
up high and ever higher. This would seem
a joyous way to make my spirit lift.
I think I’d have to do it just at night
with no one seeing me, all on my own.
To make it known -that just would not be right.
The scientists would not leave me alone!
A bird or superhero I’d not be.
I’d simply want to fly while being ME!
June 6, 2022
for Chantelle Anne Cooke's Flight Two Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2022
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