The Wind

 

The Wind

is stripping the roof

off the birdhouse next door

The old man who lived there

would have it replaced by early spring

Would not let a birthing go by

Alas, he's dead and his kids

grown as they are, and well-nurtured

by him and his widow 

will stop by and answer her needs

without a look out back at the little home 

that saw so many nestlings thrive

and leave 

 

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