OUT OF THE BLUE (Spring Fling Kidlit Contest)

Robin sang, “No. Not flying from my nest. Ever.” The ground was too far, and the sky, too wide. She wished she could climb back into her blue shell and forget about flying. 

Chickadee chuckled. “Come play air-tag!” 

Robin sang, “No.” 

Benny Bee buzzed by, somersaulting, ruffling Robin’s downy feathers. 

“Bet ya can’t do that!” 

“Show off!” 

Bee twirled again… Bang! Into a branch. “Buzzzz! Bzz! Bzz! Help!” 

A black and yellow dot spiraled out of the blue sky, past Robin’s nest. 

Without thinking, Robin dove and darted, flapped and floated. With Bee on her back, she landed on a cherry blossom carpet. 

Bee buzzed a soft “Thank you.” 

Robin waved her wing. “No problem.” 

Chickadee chirped, “Now are you ready for air-tag?” 

Robin sang, “Yes.” She tossed her shell to the ground. It was her time to fly.