Flight

I've been watching a family of fledglings mature from the time they were just naked heads over the top of the nest. They are big enough to fly now. This is a tribute to my babies.

My little birds sing

At last they soar, free from nest

Ready to be grown....

Reviews

[bailish]

I've been a teacher in a primary school for many years now, but I don't have any children of my own. Each year, I see one batch leave the nest, and the next batch take their places. I can only hope I've made a difference in their lives. Actually, I'd be happy to know I didn't mess them up!

And yet, it begs the question: are they ever really grown up in our eyes?

[deeps]

Such a wonderful and carefree write here.
Very well written.

[windowguy]

A delightful poem. The little darlings.

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

awww know what you mean; when I'm home I feel so happy to see my batch of birds, squirrels, and what not, --mishel