To a Robin
That nook in my porch, I see, you have chosen
to build your eggs and chicks a safe, dry haven
I see you fervently rush all through the day
Hauling in beakfuls of mud, twigs and hay
Tirelessly,you build a beautiful but sturdy nest
Masonry and weaving at their impeccable best
I can’t wait for you to lay eggs of inimitable blue
So I can secretly peep in when you’re out of view
The delicate chirp of new life I’m aching to hear
Right by my window, while rocking in my chair
Just one thing.Your bathroom habits,could you mind
Quit tainting my walls in spats of black and white
Your droppings in front of my door are so sticky
Scrubbing and scraping them is a little tricky
Oustiders must think this woman lost in her dreams
Does not even bother to keep her house clean
Written:07/14/2016
Contest:"To a" by David Lindsay
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