O wonderful! In sport we climbed the tree,
Eager and laughing, as in all our play,
To see the eggs where, in the nest, they lay,
But silent fell before the mystery.

For, one brief moment there, we understood
By sudden sympathy too fine for words
That we were sisters to the brooding birds
And part, with them, in God’s great motherhood.

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Poet: Ellis Parker Butler
Poem: Bird Nesting
Volume: American Magazine
Year: Published/Written in 1906
Poem of the Day: Jul 30 2006

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