A Home For Daphne 4 - A Laurel Wreath

As days passed, Aps grew skeptical Of his nest weaving skills, for Though, many females showed interest Daphne made no visit to the nest. One evening, he reviewed His work on the new nest Thought it worthless and Was about to pick it to shards. He sat on the coconut leaf Looking at his new nest Unfinished, and as darkness fell, He fell asleep dreaming of his love. He woke up to loud cheering Scared as he was, fearing again, his nest was stolen But, lo! In his nest sat his Daphne. She sang a sweet little song for him In tune with the swinging of his nest His heart swinged and sang with her But his voice lost, sing he couldn't. She flew over to sit near him Rubbed her sweet beaks on his, 'May I join to build our nest with you? I am eager to start my life with you'. Her words presented him With a ‘Laurel Wreath' As if he had won all the medals In the Olympic Games.