Friday, July 1, 2011

Uninvited Guest

An uninvited guest
Decided to make a nest
Right above our door.

The noise we did not mind,
The feathered soul was so kind -
It was the mess we wanted no more.

We swept her debris away,
Each and every day,
As Mama Bird sat upon her egg.

One day "peep-peeping" could be heard,
Coming from a brand new bird,
Standing on wobbly legs.

Days and days went by,
The baby bird learned to fly -
Then Mama Bird decided to soar.

We no longer have a guest
Living in a nest
Right above our door.

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