Fledgling

Little fledgling

So smart, pretty

Some feathers sprout later than others

Each more brilliant than the last

One by one you stretch your wings

Testing the wind

 

 

With tears I watch

Soon you’ll fly far away

Return home soon my little fledgling

Young, almost grown

Powerful wings that no longer flutter

A fledgling no more

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About A. L. Kaplan

I am a writer, artist, and parent.
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