Tree SwallowA mother’s job is
Never done,
She works so hard
Each day.
Her babies chirp
For hours on end,
So mom will bring food
Their way.
One at a time
They eat their fill,
All she must satisfy.
And by the time the last one’s
Chirping is done,
The first one begins
To cry!!
Poem by Eve Sweatman
11 comments:
How perfect is that?!!!
Wow, can't believe the tree swallows are still nesting there, they're long done around here.
Thank you Helen!!
Oh John! I forgot to mention this picture was taken a couple years ago!! Most likely in June or early July!
Love the photo and the poem is perfect! Reminds me of the old saying: "A man works from sun to sun, but a woman's work is never done."
Lovely capture eve! Wow that mum is definitely making sure that food gets down OK! (-:
Hello Eve
Well, what a fabulaous shot! Looks like she is trying to take out the little one's tonsils!! :-)
Best wishes, Adgi
Thats just lovely Eve.
I can just see the Wikipedia list of famous US Poets in about 100 years time. Eve Sweatman, famous North County Poet and Photographer. {:)
a woman of many tallents. great photo and wonderful poem to boot.. thanks Eve
Wow, cool shot, you should be really proud of that one, Eve.
Cheers/Yvonne
Oh Eve, this is just gorgeous, what a lovely, lovely photo and a beautiful poem. You should publish your own book, I would be first in line to buy one. Have a super day.
Thanks Denise!! That's the motivation I need!!
:-)
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