Solo Flights Poem by Mark Heathcote

There are runway lights in his eyes signaling her
I'll let you go if you don't land take my command
You can scowl all you want and circle the moon
But if you don't return to me soon
I'll let you go
So—put your autopilot back on
And if you aren't sure you will survive
Just trust in me; I'll see you home safely…
And I promise you, I won't criticize you.
We'll forget you flew and got your wings clipped
We'll forget you danced alone with a sister a friend
That diverted your heart and mind away…
And how, she taunted you to play.
Leaving home, and take on-board other passengers
Just to see if you and they too could cut it.
I'll forgive you if you don't fly away…
I'll forgive you if you stay grounded at home
Quit all your solo flights
Or else I'll have to drop you, honey, let you go
I'll let you go if you don't land take my command
I'll let you go
I'll let you go
If you don't put, your autopilot back on
And let me run the show…