Innocence of youth, so grand, yet unmistakable,
  flittering, fluttering, wings of down unflappable;
rocky, jagged, yet smooth as a baby's face,
  so subtle and sure--you're youthful grace.

An eaglet now, powerful and noble tomorrow,
  jet streams lift today, yours to borrow;
a tangerine sunrise turns a piercing blue sky,
  wonders of God, not yet knowing why.

Soaring, dancing, the wind and wolf your friend,
  a long, lofty flight, a day without end;
greet them joyful as you go,
  so familiar, seeds you sow.

Returning to the nest, settled in your place,
  remembering your adventures--your youthful grace;
brooding a new aerie, giving the world more,
  over their own oceans, your fledglings majestically soar.

    ©2006 Randolph D. Brown Jr.