#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.
Greg McVerry