Fear of FlyingA Poem by Jessalynn
As I gaze up at the clear sky
Watching sterlings sore by Can't help but miss it Floating, weightless, airborne But I've crashed so many times before My fear keeps me planted on the ground Much like a flower, waiting Waiting for either sunshine or rain To warm my petals or shower me with life But stuck waiting all the same Safely on the ground Envying my flighted friends But to no end My roots of fear, pain, and grief have me bound They are too deep now I used to fly I used to love like that Now I just wait in my garden And watch the birds © 2015 JessalynnAuthor's Note
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