Nestling

I watched a baby bird being fed.

It was a little ball of feathers with long legs and stubby wings.

While waiting for the next food delivery,

it went through a series of leg stretches and wing flaps.

Maybe it was trying to get back up into the nest.

Maybe it was trying to get further away from home.  

But, whatever the case, love watched over them.

Observing the display triggered thoughts of family dynamics

and the way parents keep up with youngsters

that are in or outside of the nest.