IMAGINATION

Children see black birds
Beautiful black birds
Flying with ease

Up and over trees
Giving the subtle signal
Come and join me

Children think
Spread their wings
And to everyone’s surprise

They are spacing through leaves
And branches and
Then beyond; up in the sky

Where airplanes fly high
Around the moon they go
Their smiling faces glow

Can this be real?
They wonder; then see
lightning and hear thunder

Then back to the trees and
down to the ground, but
they haven’t been on the moon

Oh, they hear their mother’s call
they hear the black bird’s crow
wait, wait for us; until we grow

Then we’ll try again
it will be too late
the bluish black birds sing

You’ll be too old
won’t hear our ring
be busy working

Taking care and
by then you won’t care
but remember today

It was a wonder
A huge flight by
Boys made of clay

Jot it down, they crow
put all your words
in a lovely row

Read them often
so you won’t forget
you will have no regret

Watch for us
We’ll give you signals
Remind you to stay safe

Be alert as you go
We will play it straight
Just so you know

We’ll be watching you
Watching you flow
Smiling at your glow

Stanski
December 23, 2019 Y