As a young child it was <br />very fun and imaginative playing with <br />toy planes and zooming them around the house. <br />But I then began to see planes crashes <br />on t.v. <br />It would then become a fear <br />that I've never had before. <br /> <br />As I got older <br />dreams became bigger than fears. <br />I wanted to visit every country <br />and visit every state. <br />It would be the most crucial sacrifice <br />that I would have to make. <br /> <br />My first flight to Atlanta. <br />Silence touched me the first time <br />that I stepped near the door, <br />of a dream like heaven for many. <br />I then prayed with happiness and fear. <br />This satisfied my fear! <br />And I really thought that my friends phrase, <br />'Flying is better than driving', would fool me. <br /> <br />I began to think! <br />A man made machine <br />that has no control <br />over its <br />engine of heart, <br />its wings of support, <br />and guidance of numerous <br />numbers and objects. <br />Which is all in a pilots hands. <br /> <br />I have overcome <br />this fear of planes. <br />But <br />I still weigh my options. <br /> <br />Shall I <br />drive, walk, or fly?<br /><br />Ranis Thomas III<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flightaphobia/
