ADRIFT.
Reading edition
BY MRS. M. E. SANGSTER.
Adrift upon a silver tide, With banks of green on either side, And, far above, a smiling sky, A tiny craft goes floating by. Queer little boat, this woven nest, Where birdies three had tranquil rest Until a rough wind shook the tree, And sent them sailing off to sea. Oh, father-bird and mother-bird, In you what trouble will be stirred When, home returned from weary flight, You learn your babies' hapless plight!