How To Grow Dream Wings

How To Grow Dream Wings
© Surazeus
2026 06 17

When he hears his child in her clean bedroom 
cry with voice that cracks the evening moon, 
Joseph lifts her up from the wood-barred crib 
and holds her in his arms with gentle care, 
humming wordless song to comfort her heart 
while he contemplates how to make her smile. 

Our hearts are permanent as twinkling stars 
that gleam in swirls of smoke from a warm hearth, 
so cling to me with comfort-seeking arms 
and I will teach you how to grow dream wings 
so you may fly beyond bounds of this world 
and find its secret treasures in your heart. 

Hearing her husband sing soft lullaby 
to their daughter when she wakes from nightmare, 
Kate gathers raindrops from cup of the rose 
and sprinkles eyes of angels on her cheeks, 
then as she cuddles with husband and child 
she snaps photos with eye-phone of her heart. 

Posting photos of their cute family 
on social media sites with glowing heart, 
Kate drinks juice by the frosted window pane 
then plays haunting tunes on the old piano, 
on which her grandmother used to play hymns, 
beaming that she preserves her legacy. 

Gazing in eyes of his daughter with pride, 
Joseph tells her with reassuring voice 
that he can see reflected in her eyes 
timeless light of the moon that preserves 
memories of her childhood in tender songs 
that hide in heart of the crow in the oak. 

Because we are all dying every day, 
Kate sings with maternal lullaby voice, 
we give each other love with caring faith 
for we are transient shadows of the wraith 
who gives our hearts wings of courageous hope 
so we can transform sorrows into joy. 

As you grow up and learn to walk and speak, 
Joseph explains as he kisses her cheek, 
we will show you beauty of this world 
for, though all creatures breathing air of hope 
will die and vanish into nothingness, 
while we still live we give each other love. 

How glad am I, Joseph hears Kate exclaim, 
that we are safe in great America 
where everyone is free to live and play, 
instead of in those lands across the sea 
where gangsters in harsh halls of government 
bomb homes of families who are just like us.