red wings

a chick ready to fly
anticipating red feathers
in place of gray, tender hair

somewhere along the path
to flight
it trips on a twig
falls over  nest

red birds nearby
swoop down
try to lift the young fledgling
back up

gravity tugs
on youth
free fall

it lays still
on a patch of green

red feathers all around,
falling from
fluttering and anxious red birds
circling around and around

eyes slowly open
legs shivering, stand up
the chick picks up the red
tucks them in between
developing wings
ready to fly
one more time

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