John Cronin - A Dream to Fly

It’s in your blood, you don’t know why; just one goal, you’ve got to fly

To feel your craft, take to flight; it’s been your dream, ‘most every night

Then it came, your first flight; you spread your wings, it sure felt right

Above the ground, so high and free; you could only think, it’s meant to be

Ground school, flight school, summer and fall; so many lessons, to learn it all

Stalls and spins, and the lazy eight; you love to fly, but these you hate

Private, commercial, then ATP; a lot of work, you’ll come to see

To build up time, you must agree; you’d fly anything, you’d fly for free

Snow streaks by, in your lights; what a show, this cold winter night

Rain at the airport, dark and cold; break out on top, a sight to behold

Cloud gives way, the storm is past; the air is smooth, your plane is fast

See the mountains, and oceans too; so many places, you’ll pass through

Slice through clouds, on silver wings; so magnificent, to see these things

Props and jets, big and small; coast to coast, you’ll see it all

It’s in your blood, you don’t know why; you just can’t stop, you’ve got to fly

(Copyright 1995)

John Cronin

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