Am I ready to let my babies leave the nest?
I was on THAT sight all of 15 minutes.
Each little birdie will do its best.
I learned real quick the extent of my limits.
15 minutes my link was up.
15 minutes @ to my muse.
Don’t think I’ll do that again, yup.
Think I’ll take the slower road. Wear out my shoes.
At least now I know.
That’s a nervous road.
My babies will grow.
Healthy but slow.
When they are ready to fly;
God will drive.
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