Nesting Swallows

After winged flight at dusk the swallows rest I hear their chirping inside my tallest chimney Where they have found their perfect nest. The swallows of late do not think me friendly For chilly air has prompted the fireplace lighted Without intention to treat the nesting birds unkindly. Held off as long I could to keep the swallows unindicted Even while the family felt, oh, so very, very slighted.