I Want To Fly Away To Neverland With Peter Pan

Bird Gone Bye
by: Rob Paquin

The time to fly is drawing near.
The fledglings spread their wings.
The nest will soon be emptied.

Mother and offspring each hold fear
Neither knows what tomorrow brings
Yet their fears must all be buried.

The time to fly comes for all
And all shall surely leave
Flying of their own accord

Make their way to rise or fall
To soar and to achieve
To claim their just reward.

~ The Snowdog