The Day Arrived Too Soon

I had suspected it would come around again.

I voiced my thoughts to one or two partial friends.

I listened as he spoke, and I shook my head.

I rolled my eyes and tweeted my thoughts to the nest.

I scrolled and found a few cracked eggs.

At the base was a few rotten chicks, whose song sounded like a curse.

I rested my head upon two pillows, eyes closed with thoughts drifting as warm air comforted my moment.