For Your Family

IrishSheepdog

Sitting in the median
I have this book of aviation poems that I have been carrying around in my flightbag for those long sits in cruise, and came across two poems which would be great to share with your wife and/or kids. I don't have either, so I can't really share them, but I hope you can. I think they rock!

To a Pilot's Wife
His first love is the plane he flies
day after day across God's skies;
she is his 'mistress of the blue'
whom he adores as much as you.
But she is just a passing thing
who does not share his wedding ring;
so do not envy her, my friend,
this other love someday will end.
Your strength lies in the vows you made
when you were young and unafraid,
and also in your children's charms-
from his fulfillment in your arms.
Someday your Pilot will retire
to sit with you before the fire;
then both of you can scan the skies
for your young son with Pilot's eyes.

- Gene Griener


To a Pilot's Son

Though my job takes me to far-away places,
Far from home among many new faces,
Enjoying rich, glowing sunsets and brilliant sky blue,
The sad part is it takes me away from you.
But to a pilot a plane is a mixed blessing,
Like cold, sleepless nights and 4 o'clock dressing,
All the nights missed tucking you in bed,
Too many bedtime stories that won't get read.
Cobalt blue sunrises followed by fiery red sunsets,
The scale of privledge balanced with regrets.
My job pulls me here to Timbuktu, but
The heart of me is always with you.
Missed days and nights filled with great joy and laughter,
Too tight of schedules running here and thereafter,
To earn a living, son, this is what I do;
I miss every minute separated from you.
If a king's ransom I had, I'd be a stay-at-home dad,
Every night rubbing your head and tucking you into bed,
Long walks on the beach to take,
Seeing your smile when I wake.
So, son, keep in mind as you grow older,
A strong healthy body and oh so much bolder.
All those days and nights and days away too long,
I miss you every minute I'm gone.
If God should send me for that final flight west,
Don't be sad, don't protest.
Keep your head and body strong,
To win the challenge long.
And remember as you gander at the sky above you,
That forever in time I will always love you.

- Captain Rick Kerti
 

JEP

Malko In Charge
Staff member
Because I Fly

A Collection of Aviation Poetry

Helmut H. Reda - Editor
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Another Good One

"Slipping The Surly Bonds"


by Dave English

Enjoy, they are both Great

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