Like a blackbird I’m starting to spread my wings and explore the world in which I live.
Like a blackbird rockets similarly fly in the air. I had students play with rocket balloons in afternoon science today.
Broken wings can fortunately be healed with love, friends, and most importantly food. Boiling Point was delicious!
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
