Fly My Little Bird

Fly my little bird,

She said

As she nudged me out the nest.

 

See the end of the sky,

That is your only limit.

She said.

 

No matter

How many times 

She told me not to

My eyes darted,

To the ground.

 

Then a panic would grow,

My feathers would shake,

And doubts would

Weigh me down.

 

Till one midnight,

The pearlescent moon 

Shone down on the array of twigs,

I call home.

 

And I realised 

I’d rather fall,

Than never try.