Pretty little bluebird, smiling
Soaring in the big blue sky
Today he finally has his turn
This day he will learn to fly
Excitement overtakes him
As he gains the speed to soar
His feathers flowing in the breeze
As he fears to fly no more
Up and down, high and low
As fast as he can go
The fun he’s having for now, it seems
There’s something else to know
He must have overlooked it
As he learns to fly first hand
The thing that comes most needed
Is to know just how to land