Nest

For years I've been building my nest Stick after stick nice and pressed I finally get my nest built with small repairs on the way Watching my little naked birds growing and gaining adult feathers everyday As time goes my little birds are ready for Eagle Academy They have their ups and downs what can I say they are boys guaranteed Soon my little feathery birdies are growing like weeds They begin to find mates some good and some not to proceed I soon teach my little ball of feathers how to fly They start catching their own food flying high Soon my beautiful nest has become smaller I start to lose my falter My little birdies have grown into perfect eagles I just sit and shake my head how can all of this be legal Now that little nest I built stick by stick Is so empty that it feels extinct I continue to keep the nest cozy and warm Just incase they run into a bad storm My beautiful birdies have grown up and started a nest of their own Now I feel all alone