nest
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Being in my fuzzy nest
makes me feel my very best.
With my cat by my head
and three blankets on top,
I feel at so at ease,
like I've been heaven blessed.
Safe from the world,
I am a bird
I am free to fly wherever I want
But I choose to stay in my nest
There are people out there who's job is to hunt
But my nest is the best and I choose not to stray
I love my nest
First she build a nest.
Under our porch awning.
Next she sitting on her nest.
Than, I heard some noise.
Now she feeding three.
Soon all will be gone.
