The Graduates by Vivienne Douglass

The Graduates

by Vivienne Douglass

They were nudged, nestled, and nutured,

Fed for future freedom,

Strengthened for a stifling world,

Given time to learn;

Poking, peering, and sometimes partaking.

Then time gave way to time.

Restless and ready, the group divided;

All their wings were grown -

But some couldn't fly.