Expectation can grease you down hard
You forget about things
Like wings
And when you try to remember, the ground
Seems strangely sticky
With strings
We are too young to be old too soon
And fold our dreams
Up tight
Faith can feel over-sized ‘til we rise
Above the fear
Of flight
© Janet Martin
You do well on these group challenges, Janet. I like this one. A lot.
ReplyDeleteThank-you:) It took me a number of tries before I could settle on something.
DeleteSo true - we're too young to lose sight of our dreams!
ReplyDeletehopefully forever young in that regard!
DeleteThis is lovely and wise. I love this "We are too young to be old too soon"
ReplyDelete:) thank-you.
DeleteMe too. A wonderful line.
DeleteLove the "over-sized faith", the whole poem :-)
Sasha, your poem was the 'man, i gotta try this prompt' nudge. thank-you:)
DeleteWe need to face our fears and dare turning those dreams into reality!
ReplyDelete...and only as we face them do fears disappear! Thank-you:)
DeleteOh, very nice, particularly the second stanza. I think we spend our lives trying to: rise
ReplyDeleteAbove the fear
Of flight
in one way, or another. I'm glad Sasha's poem nudged you :-)
thank-you. I appreciate your thoughts and time you take to share them with each contributor.
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