Anxious friends

These two little doves have lost their eggs...and no one will help them find them. This is the opening spot in a grow poem from Kerala in the vein of There was an old lady who swallowed a fly.


June said...

These poor birds... will someone please find their nest of eggs so I can feel less worried about them!

Phyllis Harris said...

Awww...poor little things. Very expressive.