Patricia Grantham

(May 27,1952 / Moncks Corner, South Carolina)

If I Could Fly


If I could fly high in the air like the birds up above
Then seek out any person that doesn't know how to love
Looking down upon the earth and seeing all of its glory
Take to the sky like the morning dove and tell the all time story

When flying far beneath the clear and brilliant skies
Listening to the hungry and hearing their solemn cries
Rising high above the rooftops and trying to see within
People fighting for their freedom and wanting ever to win

Soaring high like the eagle that is sharper than any bird
Spreading of food to the hungry and speaking a kind word
Darting up and down like the sparrow to and fro in the air
Flying around the whole wide world spreading nothing but cheer

Sing like the robin perched on a fence near the gate
Peck at the heart that is filled with so much hate
Gather up the dried grapes hanging on the vines so free
Circle around the lush green forest and rest upon a tree

Coasting and careening up to the greatest of heights
Seeking to understand mankind and his enormous plights
Finally to rest in a place where daylight turns to dark
Yearning ever to fly again a new flight to embark

Submitted: Friday, February 08, 2013
Edited: Sunday, September 01, 2013

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  • Amitava Sur (10/24/2013 1:34:00 AM)

    t's a lovely poem with noble thoughts, wishing people with all goodness. So good to read. Patricia a poet can not be a poet or can not excel either if there is no dream within..... Love this imagery. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (8/25/2013 6:58:00 AM)

    @Aftab Alam Khurseed
    This poem that I wrote has all of the effects of being in a dream. I am sure
    this is the way most of those who read it have felt. When I wrote It I thought of the
    birds and how they fly. They see everything but can't tell or reason about it. We all
    know that humans can't fly. This poem was written in such a way to connect the
    reader with the poem. We may not fly but we can put on wings of love, mercy, peace,
    grace, kindness and many other attributes. Best regards my poet friend. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (8/24/2013 10:27:00 AM)

    If a poet says he is not dreaming he is hiding All those like Patricia Grantham, my self and many dreaming and landing on the same space, some time when I read PG's work I lost I am dreaming lord really I am dreaming Lord though...And for me it became easy to comment what exactly and yu asked too..all river falls on ocean (Report) Reply

  • Aswath Raman (8/16/2013 8:38:00 AM)

    You have absolutely described one of my dreams! More like a fairy, or an angel! If God could give us power to heal evry hurting soul, how great that would be! Hey dont we have it already? Really amazing write ma'am. Good use of rhyming words and rhythm! (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/15/2013 10:25:00 AM)

    Looking down from the heights like a bird to have a wider view, coming down to spread love and cheer, by nightfall seeking rest in some shady grove and the next morn, begin the flight anew to cheer the world with songs of love! ! Great thoughts, soaring on wings Pat! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (8/12/2013 8:34:00 PM)

    I longing to be as something you tell here, i could be free and see world wider...wow i love to imagine that! _Soul (Report) Reply

  • Louis Rams (7/30/2013 9:34:00 PM)

    flying like an eagle high above the ground, looking at the destruction that is seen all around
    humanity destroying all that god has given, and this is what we humans call living? (Report) Reply

  • Adheez Van Der Beanthz (7/25/2013 10:18:00 AM)

    wonderful poem Pat,
    You see the world from the eyes of the birds and you accommodate the problem with beautiful and strong words
    really love it (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster (7/12/2013 2:41:00 PM)

    Ah yes, while soaring you still wish to share with others. Read mine - Pole Vaulting -
    Adeline (Report) Reply

  • Sj Holland (7/11/2013 7:23:00 AM)

    I like the flow of your rhyme, and the desire to be on a mission to help others, while enjoying the glorious ability to fly. Good write. (Report) Reply

  • Ken E Hall (6/15/2013 2:15:00 AM)

    Yes indeed you would see the world and all its rumble tumble seeking understanding but never getting it, A worthy poem of a mighty wish indeed, regards (Report) Reply

  • Walterrean Salley (3/29/2013 12:13:00 AM)

    Peck at the heart that is filled with so much hate

    This verse made me laugh. But what a great poem with great ambitions and goals to benefit all. God bless. (Report) Reply

  • Chandra Thiagarajan (2/14/2013 8:40:00 AM)

    Very nice imagination of being different flying birds and surveying the Earth below to provide succour to the needy.The poem is refined with rhyme and music in tact.! ! (Report) Reply

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