The Nest Poem by Burt Collins

The Nest



One does not invade another’s nest
When so Lovingly placed
The string and twig entwined
in such seamless haste

No need for basement
nor sidewalks to
No need for windows nor a door
no purpose for a flue

The down be it’s furniture
The limb it’s only beam
Would God’s intention be for us
his most gentle scheme.

Friday, March 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Lacovara 20 March 2015

A beautiful place to nest, here, within your lovely poem. Your words, like warm down. Thank you for sharing this write. PEACE

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