Fly away

"Something is in your mind..."

Long silence. Longer walk.

"Yesterday I saw small wings peeping out through their sides"

"Yes". "I mean..So?"

"But...do chicken fly?" I was rather panicked than surprised.

"Thats the reason they have wings. Birds are to fly away, not to stay with you". A smile on his face.

Will I wave my hands at them when they fly away? Or should I try to find new ones? But I never knew chicken will fly - fly away from me!