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