A Little Bird's Nest! Poem by Namratha Swamy

Bird's Nest

A little picture haunts me
again and again and again.
It is of a tiny bird's nest,
all ragged and soggy from rain.

It clings on to a treetop
upon the mainland's edge
between the barren branches
of a soggy swaying wood.

The sky is dark behind it
as the strong winds blow.
The tree shivers and bends
tossing to and fro.

I wonder, does it haunt them too?
The birds that flew away....
Will they ever come to seek it,
some sunny summer day?

I wonder if some hummingbird,
upon the brownish bough,
will see it as plainly
as I can see it now?

Ah me! I would remember it
with a sense of lingering pain.
I see this little bird's nest
within the driving rain.