Voices on the Wind Voices on Waiting
Mother Robin by Chardonee Harris Nestled high in her own creation Her occupation is to warm the shells of her babes To be still in the breeze To remain stoic in the storm Day upon day she is faithful to stay Cradling her four little gifts Fragile specimens still forming their wings Her strength is in her patience Powerfully unmoving Her miniature heart flutters with anticipation The moment of the cracking is near