The Treasured Nest

March 28th, 2011 by Magdalena Tabor

They share in the building

Bit by bit,

Odd twig, pine needle,

Straw and stick.

Rabbit fur

Plucked from the hutch,

Yarn that strayed,

Whiffs of fluff.

The thievery

That airs about,

The gypsy wind

That bends the bough,

The stolen tinsel

From the tree

All intertwine

In melody.

Lullaby the fragile form

Bare to nature’s

Wrath and scorn,


The eggshell blue,


The song stays true.

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