As I awake I hear singing coming from the window Opening up the blue curtains I see trees swaying in the breeze Looking closer I see a bird's nest Little ones waiting for breakfast Where is mom with their food Here comes mom with breakfast in bed
At the end of a busy day before I hop into bed I must check out the window for my little new friends They have been tucked into their bed of twigs Now I must be tucked into my bed of soft blankets
Each morning I awake to singing As the weeks go by the singing is getting louder The little ones are getting bigger They are getting a beautiful feather coat
Today I awakened to no singing I ran to my window and tore open the blue curtains The nest was now enemy My friends had grown up and flown off The mama bird sat looking at me We both felt sadness as a tear ran down our checks
Finding Your Muse Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2021
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
to post a comment