Thursday 26 March 2015

ADVICE:


It´s time now my little one, to fly the nest,

To reach those high skies & to do your best,

The snows are now due & you must survive,

Fly far south now my little one & stay alive.

 

Your wings are small & are still very weak,

You still do not know how to use your beak,

Your feathers, my little one, yet far too soft,

But it is now the right time, to fly high aloft.

 

You will have to cross the vast oceans & seas,

You´ll learn differences between gale & breeze,

Always keep yourself on the thermal´s right side,

And never forget, that life´s one bumpy old ride.

 

Keep away from all men, with net, trap & gun,

Always keep your sweet face towards the sun,

From the egg you came, but now you must fly,

Freedom´s your name child, now do not cry.

 

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