Fly to dreams

(A/N A poem I wrote for a friends birthday ^^ – hope she’ll like it…. btw see what the first letters of each line spell)
Willow like little feet
In fright utters a tweet
Noxious fear creeps in
Goads, whispers “You won’t win”
Serpentine is this voice
Stunned, the bird makes no noise.
Presently, mother trills
Reassured fowl refills
Energised, reaches out
Arises, tall and stout
Decides, “Come what weather,
Oust my fear with feather.”
Usurps wits, bids goodbye
Takes off into the sky

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