Things That Make It Warm

My feathers seem to have taken the brunt of the storm

They are feeling pretty worn

We finally found shelter

Tucked away inside a wall

Though for now it's pretty small

You and me

We can make this hole a home

We can fill it up with grass and all the things that make it warm

When you leave

To go fly across the sea

I’ll be waiting here

With Junior and the flowers that we’ve grown

Collecting clumps of sticks and leaves

Has left me pretty tired

Can I rest with you a while?

We snuggle up between the stones

Wind blows peacefully

There’s no place I’d rather be

You and me

We can make this hole a home

We can fill it up with grass and all the things that make it warm

When you leave

To go fly across the sea

I’ll be waiting here

With Junior and the flowers that we’ve grown