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I am just a tiny baby bird of three
high up in a bird house nest
right now I am just a fluff of feathers
and a big mouth
but one day I will fly and glide with my wings
I am sure of this because my parents can 
and early each morning my parents leave the nest
to swoop and drift on wind currents
down and then high up, then down and down
calling to each other with tweets and twitters
and they are soon joined by other birds
in circles they fly around and around 
I watch from the opening of our nest    
flapping my baby wings
but mother says I am too little yet
soon baby, soon ...  you will fly away
oh mother I want to glide and drift now
it must be wonderful riding the currents 
and in my bird nest I dream that I am flying high
tweeting and twittering loudly
one day, one day I will show them that I am a bird
right now, all I can do is make a baby demanding tweets 
oh joy, mother has brought us breakfast
so I open my beak wide  ... me first, me first

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March 31, 2022


Poetry/Personification/just a baby bird
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1444-667-31
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France


Written for the Premiere contest, A Brian Strand Premiere Choice
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/31/2022

Submitted into the Standard contest, Your Second Chance- 2nd Submission
sponsor, Sotto, Judged 10/16/2022

First Place

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