Fear of Flying

Fear, that is just what I feel right now,
Gut-wrenchingly, heart-beating, scared.
I always try to tell myself, that anyhow,
I have got myself so very well prepared
To fly; this time I will not shrink, cringe,
I am not the type to get drunk to allow,
Will not resort to using an alcoholic binge
For my fears to be calmed, subdued. I vow,
That this time I will not scream inside.
I will not clutch at my husbands hand.
I’ll manage to keep my eyes open wide.
I will not pray, beg, we’ll soar or land
In safety; no this time different it will be,
No nerves, no fear, just pure tranquillity.
But here on the runway engines roaring,
I can’t even think; we’re up we’re soaring.
Once more in the sky I breathe release hand,
Notice the nail marks, hope he’ll understand,
Yet again; I now have nothing to fear, and,
I’ll not feel this terror again until we land!