He was home alone. The others had gone but despite his mother calling him he did not want to get up. He rubbed his eyes and yawned.
He admitted to himself that he was a bit scared. Anyone would be wouldn’t they?
Slowly he made his way to the open door and, looking out, he knew it was time. His little legs shook, could he do this?
Opening his wings and closing his eyes he flew, felt the breeze brush his feathers and the sun on his back and he heard his mother shout- well done Robin. Good boy!
Baby Robins just fledged.