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Robin Eggs
June 4, 2022
Four blue speckled eggs
sit surrounded by lush green leaves
as they huddle together in the bush
next to my grandfather’s house.
They keep one another warm as it drizzles.
The water beads off of them
and splashes off,
like gentle tapping on a piano.
Ting. Ting. Ting.
Plop!
Two of the eggs have now hatched.
Their bodies naked and transparent
like coffee filter paper.
Their eyes still closed
to the world outside the bush.
The mother gallantly protects her babies,
standing guard everyday
and night without fail.
She eyes us with caution.
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