Short Song of Life
A mother scissor-tail dives at a crow
chasing her foe across a empty sky.
She is on the attack, past watching trees
determined to guard her nest, her unborn.
The yellow-jackets buzz around my head
warning me to stay away from their nest.
I swat at the hornets in my surprise---
I have children of my own to protect.
Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2008
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