The Bird With Vertigo

It’s too high, far too high, I cannot look down at the floor’ Said the bird who realised she suffered from vertigo ‘But it’s only a bird bath’ this really is too silly Said her impatient friend, who by now was rather chilly. ‘Why me, why me? I can’t believe it’s happened to me!’ Said the bird to her friend, wishing she could flee. We’ve got to get this sorted, we’ve got to get this right If you are to ever take your very first true flight. ‘I have an idea, I think it might just work’ Said the bird to his friend, as she might just go berserk ‘If you simply close your eyes and imagine you can float As if you’re perched safely, on a magic flying coat The bird with vertigo said ‘maybe I can try’ Then closed her eyes tightly, as she flew up in the sky She dare not even look, for fear that she may fall But her friend was right beside her, at her beck and call. ‘You’re flying!’ said her friend ‘I’m so very, very proud’ As they both navigated carefully, each and every cloud, Now you are a bird who is not afraid to fall, You can do it if you try, is a lesson for us all.