Tag: poem on nest

  • Bed of Grass

      A bed of Grass In house of wood Made for the egg where baby bird can Put his first leg  

  • NEST TO QUEST

    We all heared the meaningless words with the arrival of the golden dawn coming from singing team of birds earth is lighted by sun and Life is on In the morning birds are leaving the nest some has started flying some are far gone Don’t know they are going east or west but surely going…