Started so tiny, so small, so in need
Wanted it all, infantile greed
Curious and interested, hands everywhere
Teach me! Tell me! Show me!
A constant refrain
Walking away but not really so far
Checking behind to see I’m still there
So strong and so forceful
So headstrong and proud
A little bit further, out on your own
Calls come much later, the bird has now flown
But still asking questions, still want to know
What happens next, where will I go?
I wish I could tell you, the answers you seek
They’re out in the distance, over the rainbow, the top of the peak
This time I can’t follow, I’ve done all I can
Gave you my love and taught all I know
To live your own life, wherever you go
But remember you'll always remain in my heart
Whether next to each other or miles apart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The New Bird So wet and ugly Really depressing, When the new one arrived In need of some dressing. But with time it learned To stand on two feet And was once and forever, Hail fellow well meet. But getting out of the nest Was soon the new challenge To go with the rest He flew, to our chagrin. The Bird now flew To a new beginning With false starts aplenty, not few, And he lost more than he was winning. Where it will all end Makes no sense to us all. But it it's time to recognize That we must let him fall. s (enjoyed your poem which prompted my reply.)