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”
