Posted in Poetry, Written Works

My Time to Fly? (a poem)

There’s that sense of awareness you get

When all the birds you knew as friends

Whose times you thought would never end

Have taken flight for the winter, forever gone

Of course they’ll return again in the spring

With degrees of knowledge or a diamond ring

 

There’s that nagging feeling in your heart

A question perhaps, a pull to something

Like a teenage crush on a pretty face alone

Without much thought about whether your

Thoughts, ambitions, and values would clash

That’s how many bygone ‘ships fall and crash

 

You wonder if it’s your time to fly and follow

All of the others who have flown away from you

And the ones, so much younger, who did it too

Because sisters, girlfriends, moms and aunts

Felt the calling of their instinct and flew away

Though you’ve never, ever felt it, not in any way

 

There’s an old saying that’s been long forgotten

In a world which says be different but the same

This timeless saying goes, “To each their own”

Don’t be pressured by what others have done

I assure myself, my time will come someday

But that time, make note, is not this day

 

 

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