Bird of Courage

In my garden, many trees were planted to grow In the middle, one stood tall and beautiful Its green leaves and size gave me pride For with courage I sweated to feed it Into it, from all corners flew and sat Many more weaved for their eggs to lay A shelter for the eggs to lay and hatch fledgelings With courage, day and night the birds toiled No birds’ nests the tree hated In the branches, many were dangling Majority fell off under a strong wind The coward birds abandoned the tree Unscathed was one nest inside the branches To the father weaver, it gave hope To allow it to survive, the wind will stop And no more birds will venture in this shrub Mother and father birds will join to celebrate Their wings, they will flap; they will hum For their nest endured the fate The winds are over to live another time Repelling nest will live an amazing moment For through hurdles some perished As their hope vanquished in the universe To rejoice the weavers, fledgelings will mature Birds of courage will never abandon such a fight Poem by Mugisho N Theophile