Our birdman loved his ship. The spirit of the pioneers was in his veins. Adventuring was the acme of his dreams. And so we feel That as his spirit winged its way into the Great Unknown That bright Autumnal morn, It was with hope and courage that he ventured forth To take his place with friends and kin e'en as he did on earth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SHEPHERD BOY'S SONG, FR. THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS by JOHN BUNYAN AT THE SHRINE by RICHARD KENDALL MUNKITTRICK UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 22. THE CELESTIAL SURGEON by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON TO ONE SHORTLY TO DIE by WALT WHITMAN THE ART OF PRESERVING HEALTH: BOOK 4. THE PASSIONS by JOHN ARMSTRONG |