Flying wasn't a learned thing

The sky doors opened for her wings,

but flying wasn't a learned thing.

The birds moved to watch her bring

hope, love, faith, and joy,

but flying wasn't a learned thing.

Her people wanted her to shrink,

but she doesn't like to sink.

So, her eyes looked up and

her wings met the sun.

They were unbound and so,

her legs left the ground.

She refused to fall down and

was a one to rise and

never stay down.

With persistence, she reached the

sky and forgot about

 the ground.

With patience, her wings learned

to fly and forgot about

 breaking down.