I've been seeing them carry things

In and out of the house all day,

A total remodel.

They gutted the place,

Carried in wood and plaster and paint,

Sheet rock and brand new window panes.

But this time all I could see over the hedge

Was how carefully they were moving.

"It looks like they're carrying a baby," I thought,

And I was right.

When they emerged from behind the hedge,

I saw the fair-haired head

Of an infant in his arms.

There are somethings a mother knows,

How lightly one can walk with a baby in tow,

Almost as if on air,

And now I see the reason 

For the sudden nesting season.

-jenn