WINGS OF FAMILY

I find what I think most about is family, love and home I imagine that’s why these three gifts are infused in every poem. Sometimes on my morning walk I find it gratifying to extend my arms out to the sides…and pretend that I am flying. Ever since I was a child I have found this has a certain appeal…. Even now when I see my shadow in the streetlight…that’s exactly how I feel. There are times when I have no trouble soaring independently across the sky and other times when I need some support, some encouragement…a little help to fly. That’s when I look to my family…because it is their love I’ve found… that helps me find the strength to spread my wings and lift up off the ground. I have found days I feel weak and have a fear of falling and the pain that falling brings when my family puts me on their shoulders and shares with me their wings. And, likewise, if a member of my family is in fear of falling…. and the pain that falling brings… I will put them on my shoulders and share with them my wings Now as I walk in the morningI have this overwhelming feeling of delight whenever I see my wings extended in the shadows of the night. Because I know even though in the shadows it looks like Im flying on my own… with my family in the wings…I will never fly alone.