the 4 little birdies

The 4 little birdies
Embrace together in a small nest
With leaves attached to a branch
Struggling for spaces bending it down

The mother bird making noises
Humans or cats passing through
Distraction and irritation listening it
It just says “Move away out of my way!”

The tweeting little birdies
Raising its heads to be fed
Short noises eagerly for the food
Now the little birdies don't care about cats

As night falls
The little birdies struggle for space
Stepping on each other
Stretching for leg room

The last incident it happened
They dropped out through the nest
For the nest isn't made for 4
Now I watch as the leaves seem to give way

I get the bird cage ready
To house the little birdies
Until they are fully grown to fly
To join the crowd tweeting away