• A teenage heart is a delicate thing
    Like that of a new bird’s wings
    The bird looks out of its nest
    And the teenager does her best
    To stop herself from falling for him

    Fear, they keep
    Should they leap?
    For the bird it means death
    The girl might lose Seth
    And both would end their worlds

    Encouraging words from their mother
    About how to trust another
    Their hearts do a flip
    This was it
    Time to take the plunge

    The bird breathes
    Then takes its leave
    Triumph shown through its eyes
    Spreading its wings to the sky
    Soaring carefree in the wind

    The girl counts to ten
    She’ll do it then
    Tell him how she feels
    The moment is surreal
    “I love you”

    A smile spread across his face
    As they abruptly embrace
    Standing in his arms
    Nothing felt wrong
    She had given him her heart

    A teenage heart is a delicate thing
    Like that of a new bird’s wings
    They took a chance
    The girl found romance
    While the bird soared through the skies