It

 was

 time

 for

 the

 to

 fly

.

 

 His

 mother

 gently

 pushed

 him

 out

 of

 the

.

 

 He sped toward a brown branch.

 He was going to hit it!

 Oh no!

 He

 stretched

 his

 wings

 and

 lifted

 himself

 on

 the

.

 

 He began to soar toward the big, blue sky instead.

 On

 the

 way

,

 

 he

 passed

 a

.

 

 Then

 he

 saw

 a

 and

 a

 black

.