Friday, April 15, 2016
When Lewis' first model plane
took off like a dream on the first try,
is that when you knew
he'd be a pilot someday?
How he loved to tell that story.
Now, whenever a plane goes buzzing through,
I look up and imagine him there,
beyond "the surly bonds of Earth,"
"Up, up the long delirious burning blue..."
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016
(with a hat tip to John Magee's "High Flight")
If you're new to my National Poetry Month project, you can go back to April 1, 2016 and read forward to catch the story line. Or you can go here and click on the link(s) under the pictures.
Michelle has the Poetry Friday Roundup this week at Today's Little Ditty.