A lone sparrow begins to build her warm and cozy nest
Searching for materials to stand the harsh weathers test
Gathers moss from trees, dried leaves and some sticks
Builds a home for herself and her soon to be chicks
She finds a place where instinct says that it's secure
Carefully weaving it together, that is her only chore
The days began to pass and then turned into weeks
Leaving the nest only when there is food she seeks
The time had finally came when her eggs began to hatch
Protecting them from being objects of an untimely catch
Gone for just a little while can't leave her nest for long
Must return home right away until her chicks grew strong
Don't trouble that lone sparrow, it's hard to guess her mood
Will fly right out and peck you when you disturb her brood
From that little lone sparrow some feathered friends were born
Perched under an old oak tree until the sweet and early morn
Copyright 2013
Sweet narrative for a poem that says a lot about labour, mother love and care! ! ! ! Good read! ! ! !
A compelling and captivating composition my friend!
A lovely sweet story of a sparrow's home building, so diligently and so honestly. Nice way to give message to human society. Very nice way of teaching.
Story of how a sparrow builds a nest, lays eggs, and raises a family and protects her chicks. Beautifully described. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Just a sparrow building a nest and raising her young, and you weave it into such a lovely poem. Thanks.