On cinder blocks it sat our nest. <br />A cozy three room flat of bricks. <br />My sister and I would laugh and cry, <br />As our parents did their best... <br />Resisting the ease to quit! <br /> <br />With values maintained, <br />We took flight without regret. <br />We learned how to fly... <br />Sustained by dignity and respect. <br /> <br />And today we take those visions taught... <br />Instilled by Mom and Dad. <br />Others who felt we were locked within delusions, <br />Are reaping a sadness... <br />They assumed we once had!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-learned-how-to-fly/
