Airplane
My Grandma,
she is the engine
she helps me go
to places
I never dreamed of going.
My Mom,
she is the wings
she keeps me
and my spirit lifted high
so I soar above above my problems.
My Aunt,
she is the fuel
she helps me keep going
and never stopping until I go where I want to be
My Grandpa,
he is the windows
he helps me see
places and things
that are new and amazing to my eyes.
My brother,
he is the fuselage
he keeps me inside my dreams
so I will never forget them
I am safe inside a new world.
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