On the windowsill
Canning jars sprouted
Canning jars sprouted
Purple and Pink blooms
Sweet from her garden
By the south wall in shrubs
Under her bedroom
Window—she found
A wren's nest—a soft
Leafy grass tunnel, watched
As the sprite little bird
Flew in and warmed
Four brown-speckled eggs.
Four brown-speckled eggs.
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