Blended together in beauty,
Kaleidoscope tight to the skin,
Held in the warmth, and secure.
And likewise close to the kin.
Preened by a parental guidance,
Caressed by the gentlest hands…
Wanting much more than is offered,
Which neither one quite understands.
Time becomes steps in a life…
And molting will surely begin.
The journey starts with the unknown,
Like a feather, that drifts on the wind.