First Flight

Fragile and slight with outstretched wings,

she makes the jump

without her mother's guidance.

Baby blue, and incredibly soft, she sings.

In her descent from the warm twigs,

she regretfully remembers

her past risks of diving too soon,

leaving her bruised spirit in the sticks.

She wonders if it is worth the risk

to learn to fly above the rest.

Is a life without chances

worth living at all?

She was lifted with one airy breeze

and instinctively fanned her feathers

as she matured and fell in love

with her new art.

Reviews

[Chaos_Collector]

This is an interesting write. Definitely something people don't normally write about, which is a good thing. "Is a life without chances worth living at all?" Excellent question. If you ask me, not really. You've gotta be able to make your own decisions in life and own up to the consequences. Good work :)

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[Kayla]

Thank you so much! I agree, actually. This was my way of talking myself into taking more risks.

[annabellee]

Great write, I found it very relatable.
Well done :)