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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532862" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Epilogue to a Prologue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A nest of intricate design<br>A piece of art unmatched in decor<br>Amid the verdurous darkness<br>Of needle like leaves<br>The gay habitat of a swallow and her brood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How suddenly it erupts into a clatter of sounds, <br>As the mother bird comes diving in<br>With a wee bit of a wriggling worm<br>Discreetly borne in her tiny beak.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thrusting it into the gaping mouths<br>She departs and comes again<br>And again comes with something<br>A whirring insect or a twisting thing.<br>Nothing can appease her ravenous horde<br>And on she goes ferreting about. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At night fall she alights abrupt<br>From what infinite heights, God alone knows<br>Darting into her nest as she hovers, <br>The din subsides............<br>First into a fizzle, then into sharp silence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bundled in her warmth, the little ones<br>Sleep till the first flutter of dawn<br>From my window, I enjoy this diurnal scene<br>Repeating itself in methodical precision <br>Until someday, into heaven's insurmountable heights<br>The young ones take off on tiny wings! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A sight so accustomed, cheery and gleeful<br>My eyes would soon be deprived of<br>And the thought makes me ill at ease<br>A wonder it is, the young ones <br>Inexperienced though, thrives so well<br>On catapulted suddenly into an eerie world! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What husbandry in nature! <br>What Godly solicitude! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The next morn, my heart missed a beat<br>At what I espied through my open window.<br>On the ground lay the swallow's nest<br>Ripped, broken and blown to pieces<br>Like a heap of rubble after a tremor.<br>By its side lay, a few downy feathers <br>The sad reminder of a stark felony! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In an instant flashed past<br>The grim image of the black Tom cat<br>That prowls my courtyard in the dark<br>With glowing eyes and bristly whiskers </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Damning that accursed thing <br>I picked up that wreckage<br>My mind violently mutinying over <br>The ‘insolent might'! ! !</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Valsa+George">Valsa George</a><div class=q>
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A piece of art unmatched in decor
Amid the verdurous darkness
Of needle like leaves
The gay habitat of a swallow and her brood.

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As the mother bird comes diving in
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