Baby bird
My word
Soft as silk
But that tiny beak can peck
Eyes Wide
My pride
You step out
Away from the nest
Each peep
A leap
To grow up
And fly the coop
About the Creator
Leslie Writes
Another struggling millennial. Writing is my creative outlet and stress reliever.
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