making the nest

there was a time

when you fixed the house.

made a nest as birds do.

twigs

and branches,

soft feathers.

you arranged things no

longer

for one,

but two.

you made it a home

for

one more to fit, to sit

by the fire

and dream with.

warm

in the comfort of

the nest, a home

for both,

at last nothing more

to do.