In honour of Wilbur’s first flight and the woman that I love I have penned, well typed off the cuff, a short poetic celebration of both.
Wilbur took flight
And headed for sea
An incredible sight
A favour for me
No one would expect
A blackbird to fly
O’er the ocean intact
No one but I
Onwards he flew,
Disregarding red lights,
Over to you,
Ignoring the sights
Able to do,
This task with such ease,
To fly to you,
Whenever he please
To deliver my message,
He came from above,
And with my gage
He carried my love
He chirped in your ear,
My missive and plan
Soon you shall be,
Back with your man
Though not a dove,
He did surely endeavour,
To be a sign of my love,
Always and forever
