Up in a tree hath a nest, Where three little eggs lay at rest. While mama bird is away, The tree stands still with eggs that lay. Up in a tree an egg hath hatched, And then the second, and then the last. While mama bird is on a food hunt, The birds flap their wings and they all jump. Up in a tree hath a nest, But down on the ground, three little birds lay at rest.
“Up in a Tree” is a stanza from my poem “The Curse” that was published in my book of short stories and poetry entitled “Unfortunate Short Stories”