Wait Holt!
Wouldn't it be better if I put you on the dresser?
At least if you fell, you would land on the bed,
it's a little softer then the stone floor.
Holt agreed, why take unnessary chances.
So I put my hand out and Holt climbed on.
I placed him on the dresser
he kept moving his wings, exercising them.
Then all of a sudden, he jumped
up and down, sideways, but he kept himself in the air.
When he finally landed,
it wasn't very graceful,
But he touched down on his feet.
We laughed and laughed, Holt was all better now.
Holt stayed with me for a couple of more days.
We wanted to make sure he would be strong enough
for his long journey through the forest.
It rained the day before he left,
so the spider web was washed off
but his little wings had lines where the web had been,

After Holt left, I missed him so much,
but he did promise he would visit.

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