Out of the nest, into the air
Hoping I don’t fall on my face
With a weak leap of faith
I am tired of jumping low
Training wheels on my wings
But it is so comfortable
In the nest
It is so easy
It is so
boring
And so
Here I
Go
by T Vakilian | May 7, 2016 | Poetry
Out of the nest, into the air
Hoping I don’t fall on my face
With a weak leap of faith
I am tired of jumping low
Training wheels on my wings
But it is so comfortable
In the nest
It is so easy
It is so
boring
And so
Here I
Go