03.28.17

because you once said,
i am like a baby bird,
that i am fragile and easily
broken.

but that i will one day be
resilient enough to fly,
with my own two
wings.

but until i learn and grow,
under your wings i must
take shelter.

for your covering,
it keeps me
safe.

because under the shield¬†of their mother bird’s wings,¬†baby birds don’t need knowledge of what’s happening outside of them.
(because i don’t need to know the whole picture yet.)

03.28.17