Little courage,
Flapping its not quite feathered wings,
Bouncing up
To peck at your nose
But mostly only reaching your bellybutton.
Little courage’s chest is all puffed up –
It’s trying to make itself look bigger
Trying to be the big little bird on the block
Despite the fact that it is just a little fluff ball
That you could drop kick over the wall.
There’s a nest full of them
A squeaking and chittering and chattering and twittering and brrrruping
Bumping into each other like soft fluffy bumper cars.
Set the nest high – Little nest full of tiny bundles of new courage.