Cicely Fox Smith

(1 February 1882 – 8 April 1954 / Lymm, Cheshire)

Nests - Poem by Cicely Fox Smith

Nests are wonderful things . . .
The rook's high house that swings
Daring the winds of March,
The loose-built home the dove
The neat mud ball that clings
Close to the sheltering eaves
The friendly martins love:
Nests that birds great and small
Fashion of grass and leaves,
Lichen and moss and wool . . .
Nests are most wonderful.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 30, 2010

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