All You Have To Do Is Fly
"This is no place for you!"
She woke from a sound sleep.
The message was from her sister.
It had made its way into Pink Faerie's dream.
She looked around.
Bluebird was grinning at her from the other side of the bird cage.
"We can leave," she told him. "All you have to do is fly."
Bluebird knew that this sounded logical, but he was afraid.
"What is stopping you?" the pink bird asked her.
He wanted to eat her, to consume her, to hum with her set of pipes.
He shook his beak and turned away to snatch up his red cushion.
The interloper had her dirty bare feet on it a few hours ago!
Bluebird's mother had advised him never to fly.
"You are a klutz," she had told him. "You better try to get worms
That are dropped by flying birds who have too many."
So this is what he did. The Pink Bird left after a bunch of jabbering.
Blue bird was thrilled to have his home back.
Completely alone, wanting to be out there, but he dared not.
His mother's words kept coming back.
Weirdly enough, so did the pink bird's words. Who would win?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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