For My Mama Who Soared
Just being herself
By Nora DavisPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by frank mckenna on Unsplash
For My Mama Who Soared
How does she fly?
With her legs pinned down
How does she fly?
When her bones are cold
How does she fly?
In the pain of her bones
How does she fly?
When she seems held back
How does she fly?
Her heart still smiles
Love lifts her up
She expects the blue sky
That’s how she flies.
–Nora Davis
About the Creator
Nora Davis
I hope the fables and poems speak to you in a personal way and the family stories bring back special moments from your own tribe.
Keep reading
More stories from Nora Davis and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.