How To Fly Poem by Jim Yerman
How To Fly
HOW TO FLY
"What do you want to be when you grow up? " Gianna's father asked…
"A bird! " she said with glee.
I want to soar across the sky and play up in the trees…
"Well, come on, " he said grabbing her hand…
without ever wondering why...
"We have a lot of work to do…
if we're going to teach you how to fly."
Wednesday, June 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: father daughter
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