I perched on
Your shoulders
As you ran through
Our golden
Wheat field and I
Was told I was
An airplane and
Never a bird
When I alighted
I felt
Like I was still
Up high
Hovering
And nothing moved
Like the basement door ****
Like grandma’s chairs
Like grandpa’s chest
Like your body when
I nudged you
Like my eyes to
The coffin
And I was only
An airplane
Never a bird