Birds In Flight

I watched three birds of mine take flight One right after the other Each following a different path Although their upbringings were much the same They tested their wings in flight While living in the nest with me Sometimes imitating Sometimes contrarian But always looking for some form of approval ~ I hope I did not disappoint them too much Although, free they fly To heights and troughs they themselves maneuver I continually try to provide wind underneath their wings When needed And when willing to accept Sometimes having difficulty recognizing either Proudly I watch them fly Watch directions change on a whim Watch them remake the same mistakes as I Watch them achieve greater heights than I could ever achieve Now they make nests of their own And the cycle starts anew I hope their skies are as bright for them And the flight of their offspring just as thrilling