In the Sky

Conifer, Aesthetic, Branching Out, Climb, Wood, Forest

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Little boy up in a tree

Upwards –  struggling to climb high

His desire to be completely free

His wish to touch the sky

 

Little boy – grown to be a man

Carried aloft as rotor-blades spin

He shall soon by descend again

New found fears hidden deep within

 

Little boy – yet older now

Too old for climbing trees

Happy with both feet on the ground

That little boy – is me

 

Padre

 

It is curious how life’s journey moulds us.  From childhood innocence – wanting to fly, to the adult realities of danger and mortality, to finding the settled balance of contentment with the situations you find yourself in.  Having been child, warrior, husband, widower, teacher, and friend – my journey has had, as the poem suggests, literally and figuratively – ups and downs.  But My journey is not yet over, and I wait for its new adventures to begin.

 

 

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