High in the kapok's leafy embrace,
A woven wonder, a feathered space.
The parrot's nest, a vibrant display,
Of twigs and leaves, where sunbeams play.
Emerald feathers, a flash of red,
Peek from the entrance, where secrets are bred.
Momma macaw, with a watchful eye,
Guarding her treasures beneath the sky.
Blossoms like jewels, in a verdant crown,
Adorn the nest, where dreams abound.
Twigs interlaced, a sturdy hold,
A haven of warmth, when nights grow cold.
Tiny chicks huddle, their beaks agape,
Hungry for morsels, nature's escape.
Father swoops in, a vibrant blur,
Bringing bright berries, a sweet, juicy slur.
Sunshine filters through the canopy's fold,
Dappling the nest, a story untold.
Laughter and chirps, a symphony sweet,
As fledglings grow strong, their tiny wings meet.
The breeze whispers secrets through leaves so green,
Of adventures that wait, a world yet unseen.
The forest whispers, a lullaby's call,
As shadows lengthen, and darkness starts to fall.
But fear not, little ones, tucked safe and sound,
With love as your blanket, on jungle ground.
For the parrot's nest, a fortress so grand,
Holds the promise of flight, a future unplanned.
One by one, they'll test their wings,
Learning to soar, on the wind that sings.
But the nest will remain, a memory bright,
Of family and love, under sun's golden light.
Years may pass, and seasons may change,
Yet the echo of laughter, forever will range.
For the parrot's nest, a symbol so true,
Of family's bond, ever strong and new.
So next time you see, a nest in the trees,
Remember the love, on the rainforest breeze.
A sanctuary built, with feathers and care,
Where futures take flight, on wings filled with air.
About the Creator
Moharif Yulianto
a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook
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