Mama Bird

Here I sit and I sit
On this poky stick nest.

Through wind, heat, rain, and cold -
I try to do what's best.

I must keep my eggs warm,
Until my chicks are hatched.

I'll try to keep them safe,
So they will not get snatched.

Too soon they'll fly away -
Flapping from this stick nest.

I'll be sad but they'll know,
Mama Bird loves them best.