
I had a strong desire
to build my nest myself
and to achieve the construction
I brought twig by twig
from my beak.
Shaped my nest.
My beautiful nest was
on the stump
of a small tree.
One day a snake smelled it
and approached the nest.
He was starving.
I screamed in horror.
The good man,
near whose house I had built the nest,
heard my cry
and took care of my nest
and helped me.
He placed my nest in his gallery.
Now I go there, it feels so safe.
One lesson learned
the stronger eats the weaker
it’s nature’s food chain
©️ Jane Aguiar
Written in response to:
moonwashed-challenge-ambitious by Eugenia
tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-286-themepromp
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