When Pigs Fly

Little pig, little pig,

What are they saying we can’t do today?

You are solid; iron will.

If they make me wobble,
I’ll hold onto you
For stability.

Little pig, little pig,

Where and how high
shall we fly

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5 thoughts on “When Pigs Fly”

  1. Yes! “You are solid; iron will.” I love this little pig. I am certain that the pig was in need of a poem & you have found the right one. Onward!

  2. I absolutely love this! The flying pig imagery makes me smile. I’ve given my husband (and mom!) a few flying pigs just because it’s such a great sentiment. So yes, piggies! Take flight. Defy gravity – AND the world’s expectations of you!

  3. I love pigs! Your fun poem holds many truths! Sometimes we all need something to hang on to.

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