Spread My Wings Poem by John W. McEwers
Spread My Wings
I am tired sometimes
I wish I could escape
To you, Kate.
I would sprout wings
and fly to you
and pick you up
and take you to a drive-in.
I'd make some silly joke like
'It's a fly-in.'
And you'd laugh and tell me how much you love me,
Kate.
But instead I'm left tired
and can only dream of you.
Maybe in my dreams, Kate,
I'll fly with you
And we can watch that new Matt Damon movie.
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