#smallpoems "Country Spring" waiting for babies to die shivering bodies, naked blind hovered together same finch, same nest, same tree same destiny. W

#smallpoems
"Country Spring"
waiting for babies to die
shivering bodies, naked
blind
hovered together
same finch, same nest, same tree
same destiny.

We hope, we cheer, birds die.
Parent flies off as predators
approach
Attack
birds cascade through branches
bouncing bodies off of twigs
we gently place them in the nests
mother never returns
until next spring.