The Sparrow Nest

The sparrow flies
Gingerly holding the straw
That shines like gold
in the morning sunlight

She flies again
In search of straw
Binds them together
Into a beautiful nest

She watches over her young ones
Eyes reflecting tender care
Like a mother standing at the porch
Her baby clinging to her apron

A plethora of words
Thoughts, images and ideas
spin  timeless in my head
Experiences, insights, discoveries

Scribblings on blank paper
Musings from the soul
Create a tangled web
Of poetry and verse

© copyright skm, 23rd Jan, 2012