Flight
Posted: 08 Jun 2018, 22:21
Flight
At five years old you flew around the park
with your wingspan
of chubby arms, your bones
apparently as light as birds’.
I watched as skeptical as a crow,
and then picked you up,
settling you onto the perch
of my shoulders. Quickly
you transformed into a stuttering machine gun
of a WWI dogfight.
And now you’re setting off
to college, nodding goodbye
to your parents. You walk up
the ramp and vanish,
former decorated war pilot,
looking to add to your resume,
as we stand at the airport glass
and watch your plane’s lift
into clouds, another
child’s inevitable
flight.
At five years old you flew around the park
with your wingspan
of chubby arms, your bones
apparently as light as birds’.
I watched as skeptical as a crow,
and then picked you up,
settling you onto the perch
of my shoulders. Quickly
you transformed into a stuttering machine gun
of a WWI dogfight.
And now you’re setting off
to college, nodding goodbye
to your parents. You walk up
the ramp and vanish,
former decorated war pilot,
looking to add to your resume,
as we stand at the airport glass
and watch your plane’s lift
into clouds, another
child’s inevitable
flight.