Yellow Bird

I gotta write tonight about a little bird that I know...
...
a little yellow bird ready for her flight
without a mother in the nest to push her
or wish good luck with a kiss goodbye
was already gone before she was ready
but she gave her wings so she could fly

a little yellow bird so easily get tired
and after many tries she silently rests
but tries as soon as she can again
and realizes the time it takes to make it
because she is too young and unaware

a little yellow bird doesn't give up
and she knows it's gonna be a good day
because she feels the power to succeed
and she flies and flaps her wings freely
and there is no way anyone can stop her

a little yellow birds sees the earth beneath
from a new perspective and she knows
that the next time she wants to fly free
she can step out from the protective nest
and no one needs to be there to see her

a little yellow bird feels satisfied and calm
she is proud, happy and safe for a while
because in the sky no one can get to her
and she can decide to land wherever
she feels to land for the day or the night

a little yellow bird plucks her wings clean
she plucks her feathers just because
she is beautiful and bright sunflower yellow
and she takes pride in all the new beginnings
and care less to what is surrounding her

because she learned how to fly early on
and she is thankful for every single feather
and she cares for them like they are golden
because even if they might be worth nothing
they are to her and they will always be

thanks god for heaven and the skies up above