The sun is setting in the west
The porch is cool, ideal to rest
I swing and watch blue jays soar by
They chatter as they build their nest
They dart about from ground to sky
And nab some bugs as they fly high
They concentrate upon their task
I am unnoticed as I spy
The nest is open like a flask
Soon eggs will fill this tiny cask
I wonder if of them they scheme
Their eyes are bright within their mask
Their chatter carries a bright theme
But soon they’ll guard and shrilly scream
With fierce resolve they’ll hatch their dream
With fierce resolve they’ll hatch their dream
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