Yesterday there was life in the nest
Four lives stacked two deep
With heads thrown back
Mouths wide in the faith
That the sky would bring provision.
Today the nest is gone.
I see a thin black cat
That wasn’t there before
I see the mother and the father bird
They are too little, they are too late.
My kids ask me to pick them up
So they can see the nest,
the baby birds, like yesterday.
But I tell them they have flown away
Because today is not a day like yesterday.