A Mother's Day Poem

Little Birds

The time has come
when all your eggs
have hatched, and left the nest.
They all have feathers, everyone,
though different from the rest.
They fly about so far from home,
but they’ll find their way back.
They gather now to sing for you
so glad they all are back.

You raised them all,
and cared for them.
You chased the snakes away,
and hid them when the cats appeared.
You helped them make their way.
The time has come for all of them
to make a grand return
so for you, Mom, we bring to you
your very own fat worm.