Leaving the nest, as all good birdies do
Can be the best experience too.
Flying high on the wind, and low by the water
Is the most fun you can find, under the sun growing hotter.

Their parents don’t wait, to be ready themselves
For they know it is fate, for their babies to delve.
Into the sky, on their new birdie wings
And parents just sigh, waiting to see what life brings.
To their young little ones, fresh out of the nest
Wishing them good luck, for their journey’s outcome is now blessed.