I hear the excitement,
I see the faces,
Of all my family
And
Friends,
Held dear to my heart!
Alas! –
This meeting be,
Rather a parting-
Of both tears of sorrow
And of Joy.
Amidst the hustle,
And
Through the bustle,
My mind,
It rests on one thing-
I must let go
Of Childhood,
For to this last branch,
Do I so tightly cling!
I know I must leave
My nest,
Although in this comfort Zone,
I could happily rest.
So,
As I cling to the Branch,
And
Take my stand-
Someone is beside me!
She has stood with me
Both
Day and night,
And
Tended to my every need..
She has kept me in the nest-
She has taught me right,
And
Has prepared me,
With all of her might.
So, she in the nest,
And I on my branch,
So high-
I look at her,
Returning a message
Of Love
That never dies-
And
As she returns my gaze,
With loving and anxious eyes,
I spread my wings,
And
To her, say I-
“Mamma, I am ready to fly! ”
And with that,
I let go of the branch-
I soar through the sky!
I am gliding towards God’s calling
Upon my life-
And as I look back
Towards my proud mother,
My tail feathers wave
Goodbye!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem, a great write.