Used to be a fan of flying... Now, though? Not so much.
I prefer my feet and solid ground to stay in touch.
Once I'd hop a flight to destinations near and far.
Nowadays I only go if I can go by car.
Wouldn't have a qualm if I were flying on my own
But a flight with my 2 sons - though both are fully grown -
Makes my stomach hurt to picture what it would feel like
Sitting with them, knowing that our plane's about to strike
Comfort, strength - while watching, helpless, as my children died.
I can't bear to think about them falling from the sky
Thus, this former aviator's now afraid to fly.