As I left my work today
I saw him sitting on the ground
No words to me did he say
Just stood and looked around
He looked a little bit dazed
And even more confused
He thought his mother must be crazed
To make him feel so abused
He was sitting very happily
He was feeling quite content
Until she pushed him from the tree
Without any sentiment
The ground rose up to meet him
Was it time to say good-bye?
His future began to look quite dim
He thought he might begin to cry
He made it to the ground just fine
He made it in one piece
His mom said, "Son of mine
You must try this again for me
As now the time has come, you see
There is none better than today
To learn to glide and soar so free
It's time for you to fly away!"
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