Wings to Fly

Wings to Fly

By: David A. Morris

I was there once, as he pointed from the sky,

I was there once, with longing tears in my eyes-

Not so very long ago from runways end I would stare,

gazing at the planes as they approached, wishing that

I was there. -

I was there once, with the fever of the sky,

I was there once, but now I have my wings to fly.-

I was there once, where that young man quietly stares,

I was there once, saying those same prayers.-

i have not since lost the wonderment of what I saw,

Somehow longing anxiously within myself, pining impatiently,

yet respectfully in awe. -

Yes, I was there once, before I learned to fly,

and in time he will say pointing from the sky.

I too was there once, but now I have my wings to fly. -