As another storm
Smothers the city in white
I think instead of twin blue eggs:
A robin’s nest
Tag: nest
Along the Riverside
Robin overhead on a branch low enough to touch
Workers and teenagers pass below
While the hatching in its nest stays quiet
Perspectives on Building a Home
Watching the birds dart here and there for a bit of tuft or twig, makes me lonesome to find my own home, a place of belonging. How easy it is for animals to court and make a nest. But then again, they have to remake their house every year. They must woo every year. Not even the lesser beasts have it easy.