On the highest limb of the tallest tree of the maple forest lived a golden crowned kinglet named Solomon, and his wife Aster.

This maple tree was where a boy named Ben collected sugary sap. When the bucket overflowed, Solomon drank it and it made him strong enough to fly to far away places to collect seeds and golden feathers, and golden twigs and shiny jewels for his net. A silver gum wrapper was perched against a twig and that became Solomon's mirror. Everything was held down by the sticky sap. The nest was finally perfect for Solomon and Asters babies, or was it?

On the limb below was a nest of messy wrens. They were looked down upon by Solomon and Aster. Even thought they were disliked, they sang a joyful song, day and night.

Aster was about to lay her first eggs. Solomon excitedly flew away to collect seeds. Aster was delighted with the golden spots on the eggs. She fluttered away to tell Solomon the great news!

Suddenly the wind started howling, the sky became dark, lightning flashed. Where was Solomon? Suddenly they both heard the joyful song of the mother wren. They followed the chirps to their nest, but it was overflowed with water and all the golden stuff, and the shiny jewels had floated away, even the gum wrapper. The mother wren called to them to come to her nest, where the eggs had floated safely down to.

The babies were born singing the song of the mother house wren and they all lived in one happy nest.
The End!