When I was six years old
you took the stabilisers
from my bike, for the first time

You knew I was ready
You gave me a push
and you let me go

Two months ago
you took me to the airport
to catch my flight

You knew I was ready
to cross the world alone
and you let me go

Sometimes I wobble
But I haven't fallen yet
You taught me to balance

You prepared me for this
then you took my stabilisers
and you let me be free.