No trees in the backyard
Robins make do
And build a nest under the eaves
On a crook in the downspout.
Not ideal, one would think.
Little shade, no view.

I wonder if they ever wish
For a nicer place.
Do their young complain
That it is too small?
Would they go into debt
For a bigger place
With more room for more stuff
In a nicer neighborhood?

Or is enough enough?
Basic needs met.
Sing your song
Explore your world
Enjoy moments of peace and
Thank God you aren’t a human.