I am looking at the intended flight of the birds in the upstairs nest. I know it must seem scary to them knowing they will have to fly on their own one day. I for one would not want to be young again facing the next 50 years in the 21st century.
The easier softer way tells me that they will head for the Far East to raise their family and fortune. It’s just not in my son’s nature to believe in himself as a man just yet. I hope he comes to his senses so that he and his spouse share their version of happy eternity together.
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