I stare at thou, Awakened and ready to fly free. I hover over you in gratitude, Wondering if I'm yet ready to fly away. The air is offering much to discover, I'm curious, yet uncertain. I could never fully leave you behind, As what you've shared will always fly with me. Looking at this painting my daughter made for her father, I saw a bird amidst the bubbles and my thoughts wandered to the time when a child is preparing to leave the nest to follow their calling.