compassion

Their lives were filled with gloom,  Like the pregnant, dark clouds that did loom,  Over the earth, arousing the petrichor.    Slowly, through the clouds, there came,  A streak of light - warmth it became,  So did the smile of...

Raging with anger,  Their hearts pounded fast,  At the sight of the perpetrators,  Who harmed their cosy nest.    They, the builders of the nest,  Couldn't see the strands fall apart.  Their hearts ached,  But, the fight, they continued.    The sight of their...