This little prose as an account of leaving home for the first time
THE FLIGHT OF A BIRD
Left the nest
Took a flight to here…
To make a whole new “World” appear….
Fresh Air, New Life..
Ohhh…I am so ready to
Build it with all my might!!!
Jumped hurdles, walked the line..
I am loving the plant that’s blooming bright....
Just when I thought, I am loving it all…
I am struck by a thought that
Eventually, I am all alone!!!
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