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Feb 2014
What do birds do when they don't have a nest?
Where do they go to put themselves to rest?
Where do they go when they want to sleep?
Where do they hide to cry and weep?

Where do they put their feathers and their gentle wings?
Do they even want to know what the next day brings?
Do they have the strength to smile and sing
after they have lost the battle in the spring?

Do they just fly till the light is gone
and just lay around from dusk till dawn?
Do they even have a place to seat?
Where do they go to chat and tweet?

I want to build my own nest
where I'll be the host and not some guest
where I'll feel safe and sound
and just stop flying around
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
Afrodita Nestor
Written by
Afrodita Nestor  Vienna, Austria
(Vienna, Austria)   
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