Three young birds, feathers all shining and new, stood by their mother, admiring the view.
Their mother said, ‘Please follow me all of you and do as I do.’
She spread her wings and gently flew to the branch of a nearby tree.
‘Come on now, don't be frightened, just do what I showed you.’
They seemed a bit scared, so back to the roof she went.
Once more she called to the little birds, ‘Come on darlings, do what I do.’
The birds watched once more, and then one of them was tempted by his mother's call.
He landed on the tree with a bit of a wobble and shouted, ‘It’s great, come on down you two!’
The others would not be outdone, so they launched themselves into the air and found it was such fun.
Mother bird said, ‘You know, we are the lucky ones, as only feathered birds can fly like us. Humans need a ticket, sometimes a passport, and have to wait for hours at an airport, to fly in a big airbus.’
2024 © Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
Photo by Maurice Schalker on Unsplash
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