Summer Nest
old news this fall
twigs and blades of grass
made by love
eggs once hatched
and eager beaks fed
while looking to the sky
they find their aspiration
is to dream and fall
but have faith
in the sky
looking up I listen
to their songs of love
swirling in the air
claiming their places
under the sun
now days grown short
beckon their southward journeys
only to return
to nest in the spring
when all is new
in a breath of inspiration
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