The Wind Beneath Your Wings

As I begin my morning run 

And the wind begins to blow 

And the air is already with heavy humidity 

And the intense sunshine .

My run is in direct sunlight .

I found myself longing for the shade

Of the few trees lining the road .

When I found some shade  ,

The refreshment and coolness beckoned 

Me to slow my pace even more at my age .

At my age yes I could hear a bird singing 

In the branches overhead .

I thought of the song 

The Wind Beneath Your Wings .

The bird was singing joyfully .

I was rejoicing in the shadow 

Of the trees protection from the heat .

As I continued my run home ,

I thought of my grandma 

And the faith she had in me .

She always lifted me up 

And told me never give up on your dreams 

So I will pick up my pace 

With the sun in my face .

                                      I Love You All

                                      By Brock