Tiny nest high in the tree
fledglings with mouths open wide
nubs of feathers poking out
soon they will be ready to fly
What must that be like
to leave their nest
spread their wings and
make that first plunge?
What gives them the courage to try?
Can I be that brave
leave my secure nest
to learn to fly?
Do I have the courage to try?
How many times
we miss out in life
not because we fail
but because we never try
so I spread my wings
and find that I can fly.