The Last Flight

Like a newborn bird

Shaking it’s wings

He trembled gently

In his bed

Spreading wide

For the first time

Climbed up swiftly

In the air

Confused bemused

But finally at peace

He went on rising

In the sky

And before we could

Blink our eyes

There was nothing

Just empty sky

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar

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