Claire V. Bogdanos

I spied a nest there in a tree

It seemed to be a mystery

What migrant pair did flee so fast

To travel cross this land so vast ?

The winter came and stayed awhile

Denying us sun’s warmth and smile

The limbs were bare the wind blew hard

And skirted through each empty yard.

I felt a chill and thought a bit

Of all the creatures born in it

Just how they struggled to survive

And with God’s help most stayed alive !

There is a question piques my mind

While caution should some value find

For in our hearts where truth still rings

One cannot fly with broken wings !