NEAR FLYING
Copyright, Mary Rachels

When my children were small
They were the best word for brownies
The best fixer-uppers
A smile at the end of the rainbow

But changes came, swift and unfailing
They grew older and wiser
As the world makes them
They could no longer be held
With a tie-a-tot
And grew too old for molding therapy

So I learned to accept
Their extremities, their exhibitionism
Their feats of flying or near flying
In this modern generation
Or if not to accept, to deal with
Without falling apart
Or killing butterflies on the wing

In order to reach this point
I have had to be at times
Somewhat extreme
And at times
Somewhat an exhibitionist
And I’ve done my share of flying

Flying off the handle
Flying all to pieces
Flying off in all directions I know I still have
A lot of flying to do

I just hope I always remember
To take along a parachute
After all, Mothers don’t come
In crush-proof packages

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