It seemed like only yesterday she encouraged them to spread their wings, followed their crooked flight nervously, then watched them soar with pride. Gone is the noisy chatter as they returned with tales of their adventures. She even misses the frenzied feedings. Next Spring they’ll be having children of their own. Time to move on.
This is my first Flash 55 post. I don’t even know if I followed the rules. Let’s ask MrKNowItAll.