No Longer Only in Dreams

No one knows how, perhaps through neglect,

young Jeremy Joshua Bligh

somehow arrived with a birth defect:

He failed to forget how to fly.

Before we are born, we all know how.

We soar among angels, with flair.

Yet just as we take our first breath (until now),

we forget how to take to the air.

But young JJ Bligh forgot to forget,

and nothing was ever the same.

Mom had to use a butterfly net,

whenever his diaper change came.

As a small toddler, he never appeared

in a dancing babe video frame.

Dad ran the camera, but he interfered

by jetting up out of Dad’s aim.

He went off to school like most of the boys,

but the teacher despaired of the squealing,

out of control, wild classroom noise,

when JJ’s desk rose to the ceiling.

He tried to go out for sports, of course,

but his every attempt was confounded.

The whole coaching staff could not fairly enforce

the rules, with our JJ ungrounded.

The day finally came, as all knew it must,

when JJ just had to conform.

He found, all in all, that he’d rather adjust,

than get lost in a bad thunderstorm.

Still, next time you have that remarkable dream

of soaring up into the air,

do try really hard to remember the scheme.

Think what you could save on airfare!

Copyright ©2018, Paul H. Harder II

This poem is licensed under a Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 4.0 License.