The Nest
towers creep over
the morning sky
I can’t feel the sun
just want to fly
my bearing is tilted
nowhere to take off
life was easier when
I was asleep
where it is safe
the nest is crumbling
nothing to hold on to
it would be ok to stay
but momma has not
returned, and I am hungry
if I just spread my wings?
but it don’t feel right
spread my wings
and take flight?
I want the warmth of
her nestled against me
close my eyes and be free
spread my wings to
the sun I can fly
don’t want to step out
close my eyes for here
is where I will die
and dream of the
freedom to fly
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