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Learning To Fly
She rises each morning
Her routine calling
She greets
The beginning of day
She scolds the dog
And the cat for fighting
Drinks her coffee
And for a time drifts away
Into another day ...
She met herself here yesterday
In visions
She wishes to no longer see
Too many night time's
In daytime calling
Pretending
She just doesn't see
All of the while
The worries falling
Into the heart that
Does not want to receive
Where are you
Sweet morning hue
Why is it she just can't seem
To make herself
Quit reliving sad scenes
And yet in these days
There is a sunshine
That blocks out the rain
The innocence of newness
In all of the world
That he sees
She prays for a wing
To new daytime's calling
As she looks at herself
In the mirror
Today she will start
Focusing on the sunshine
For a time put away
Worrisome tears
Now brought back to a yesterday
Where sweet memories play
Recording in mind this moment
Before it too
Fades to another day
Transported back in time
By the sweetness
Of new images seen
Time slips away
As she watches
Her Grandson form dreams
Praying that somehow
He finds the life
She wishes for his to be
Opaque the tears
On their way to sunshine
Thru the smiles
That she sees in his eyes
No time to ponder
The day is calling
And she's getting ready to fly
Lord bless you sweet Joseph
My little pill and the sun
In my sky
For routine life may be
But each day with me
You teach
Your Grandma to fly
A heart feels much lighter
When it can find a way
To focus on sunshine
You have just met
My Grandson
His name is Joseph
He was Three
At the beginning of March
He is my constant companion
CONSTANT ... ROTFL
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