NurtureA Poem by Chris Shaw
grebes on the river
take turns to incubate precious eggs inside a nest balanced on a platform between two half submerged branches built with utmost diligence a supported floating platform where one of a pair labours over impending hatches, warming, turning while the other dives for fish for its mate's breakfast or seeks further fresh material to nest strengthen they work in perfect partnership periodically changing roles i do not question, but smile whenever i observe nature close up and personal i know we have lost the plot © 2019 Chris ShawFeatured Review
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Added on August 26, 2019Last Updated on August 26, 2019 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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