I am stuck in the branch of a tree 

I have been here three days 

I am a plastic bag 

If the wind keeps up I’ll be ripped to shreds by tomorrow afternoon Then I will likely find myself spread too thin 

In the nest of a bird 

In the bin 

In a nearby pond 

If you see me 

Grab me 

I need a helping hand 

I’d like to carry things for you 

And I have other ideas too