Learning To Fly Poem by John Ackerman

it started to rain on the night that we first decided to fly
inside I was a bundle of nerves and then the suspense kicked in
we huddled close behind the many gadgets to explore
little by little we drew momentum to the setting of the sun
life was just like that flight in motion a certain aimed solution
its filled with many test and such
just like Tom Petty sang, 'I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings

Coming down is the hardest thing'.

deep comes onto deep starting from my head down to my feet
one day at a time we you shall climb until at last you make the victory sign
we are living in a world torn up inside without any notion of love

exposed to the elements we then can learn to fly
you just have to give it your best try
such as the uneventful pop fly in the center fielder
features will grow but the challenge is getting greater
each new experience fosters another lapse of a response
learn to take deep breaths inside through the cycle of life amidst its given strife
gravity is in most of society some folks just let it be
stand determined to make it through the finish line and you'll do fine
just like Steve Harvey on the family feud always in a good mood