Emily Dickinson

For every Bird a Nest

143 For every Bird a Nest — Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking round — Wherefore when boughs are free — Households in every tree — Pilgrim be found? Perhaps a home too high — Ah Aristocracy! The little Wren desires — Perhaps of twig so fine — Of twine e'en superfine, Her pride aspires — The Lark is not ashamed To build upon the ground Her modest house — Yet who of all the throng Dancing around the sun Does so rejoice?