There are Kestrels in the eaves

Above my room they nest

They should be in the trees

Not disturbing my needed rest

There are Kestrels in the eaves

Scritch scratching all morning long

Why couldn't it have been

A family of sparrows with their song

Hey, you,  Kestrels in the eaves!

On the second story above my bed

It's really quite unnerving knowing

You're building right above my head

Hey! Kestrels in the eaves

Just for a glimpse I beg

With all your raucous preparations

Is there possibly an egg?

Kestrels in the eaves

Watching you come and go is quite a sight

Flying back and forth

Until you settle in at night

Hello, Kestrels in the eaves

Comfort, as I'm sure you will

Your young ones, with food and warmth

And your pleasant, calming trill

Kestrels in our eaves

When you bittersweetly depart

We'll  watch those first tenuous flights

And we'll be glad in our hearts

There are Kestrels in the eaves

Above my room they nest

They could be in the trees

But it's okay, they need a place to rest