! Bird's Nest Poem by Michael Shepherd
! Bird's Nest
Rating: ★2.5
Here in the ivy,
cupped, a light,
an aery, faery thing;
no artist could make better,
no mother could do more;
so much intelligence,
so much love;
every threaded fibre
a flight of love.
Is it fulfilled, or waiting,
or plundered of its life?
too precious to destroy,
this cradle of intelligence.
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5/4/2024 1:48:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
My loving wife is always saddened when she finds a birds nest on the ground. She always places it back into the tree in hopes it will serve another bird. Thanks for the fond provisions of though this one brought.