Learning to Fly

“You broke my wings . . . Told me I would never fly . . . And I believed you. But I'm getting off the ground a bit these days and soon will soar.”

Baby bird looked up at mother bird

She looked alright

But it is all baby bird ever knew

Baby bird had no way to know

But mother bird was different

Even though baby didn’t know

From one side mother bird had a beautiful, strong wing

But the other was terribly small

Mother bird had a wing that was bare

A twig, featherless

Small and broken

A wing that wouldn’t let her fly

So mother bird taught baby bird

The same was true for her

Baby bird was excited about life

And wanted badly to fly

But every time she tried

Mother bird would pluck a feather from her wing

You can not fly she said

Cant you see the truth

You are grounded and lowly

And that’s all you will ever be

You are just like me she said

And even though baby bird thought they looked different

When she looked in the mirror,

Two broken wings were all she could see

Years later when baby bird was all grown up

Her mothers image she would no longer see

She continued to pace lowly on the ground

For that was all she knew she could be

But days went by

And she wanted more

Never knowing that could be

But something inside her followed cautiously

She saw other birds flying

Was even told a time or two

Hey that could be you

So she would flap her wings

But they were stiff

And it took some time

And others around her

Telling her it would be fine

They were proud of her

For where she stood now

But they sky was the limit

And they would show her how

Now that little bird

Fly’s a little further every day

Soon she will soar

And find the joy that new heights will bring.