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Daddy, What Makes Them Fly?
by David Pekrul
copyright 01-23-2005


Age Rating: 4 to 127

  Daddy, What Makes Them Fly?
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The boy watched the plane as it rushed down the strip,
And lifted off into the sky,
He turned to his father with wonder and said,
“Daddy, what makes that aeroplane fly?"

“Well, son, it’s like this, there are fine engineers,
Designers and people so wise,
Who work with true science and theories of flight,
It is them who make aeroplanes fly.”

Then the boy looked around and spotted a bird,
As it flew from a tree to the sky,
He turned to his father with wonder and said,
“Daddy, who made that birdie to fly?"

“Well, no one, my son, it just happened by chance,
A million and some years ago,
In a time before airplanes or any such thing,
Just volcanoes and great lava-flows.”

“A piece of green slime slithered out of a bog,
And realizing it was alive,
Decided that it would begin to develop,
In order that it could survive.”

“So the slime grew some legs and finally some wings,
(Remember, this happened by chance)
It at first tripped and fell, then got up again,
It was learning to run and to prance.”

“And then just like that it started to fly,
Over rivers and mountains and plains,
And the slime became monkeys, gorillas and men,
And the world was never the same.”

The boy sat in silence and pondered a spell,
Then turned to his father and said,
“Didn’t God make the world and the birdies that fly,
Like it says in that Bible we’ve read?”

“If it took a designer and fine engineers,
To make a small aeroplane fly,
Then there must be a God, a designer somewhere,
To make birdies that fly in the sky.”

His Dad look ashamed as he heard his son speak,
For he knew he was right all along,
He remembered the things he was taught while in school,
And he knew that those teachings were wrong.

For logic demands a design and a plan,
In the world in which we are livin’,
And a God up above who designs out of love,
A creation for us He has given.


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12-12-2005 Debra Rose    

Well...I'm not exactly sure that I agree with this, as I do believe in evolution, but I believe in God, and that evolution was the form in which God designed us...long story, but it would be a huge debate over all of that. If you'd ever like to talk about it, feel free to email me. I love talking about evolution vs. creationism, you know?

This is a pretty poem, though, and it does go back to something that I think is true...it took engineers to make plains, so it must have taken an even greater engineer to make us. Beautiful work, David


06-21-2005 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

And here all this time I thought they flewon gas... after all, that's what God made beans for, eh? LOL... Ok, it's just that I made some potent chili this weekend, and I had to go and make too much. Now my whole family is going on gas power for a couple days. :-) *And the cat thinks we have some NERVE to complain about HER smell* LOLOLOL


01-24-2005 Elizabeth Thompson    

This poem is lovely!!!! Too many times we forget the wisdom of our youth. Children are so innocent and the way the see the world has a greater spirituality then adults. Adults have had their spirituality slowly eroded and it requires a true effort of will to come back to that speical place. Thank you for such an amazing poem.


01-24-2005 Sarah Taylor    

Oh My! I looooove this poem. I am going to have to let me children hear this, I am sure they will love it, I do, like I said!

Thank you, Sarah


01-24-2005 Stephen Washam    

A very inspirational write my friend and so true. Sometimes it take the wisdom of a child to point out the intelligent design that is right there in front of us. Take care and Have fun. Steve


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