Let Him Fly From the day he was born, from his first little quack, I watched as he grew, never turning my back. He stuck by my side, whilst I kept a close eye Repeating ‘I love you’ never having to lie Gradually over time I started to fear The inevitable day where he would disappear. Further and further he strayed from the nest, Putting my mothering skills to the test. The more my little duckling attempted to stray The tighter I had to hold. Every day, It became that much tougher Especially each time I had to watch him suffer I tried to keep him safe under my wing To prevent the pain that falling would bring. I couldn’t take the chance of letting him forge is own trail Because I doubt I could live with watching him fail But now I realise, I have to let him be free To take a step back and just let him be. From now on he has his own #life to live As long as he knows I’m always willing to give He’s no longer my duckling, vulnerable and small He is now my proud swan so handsome and tall!