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Someone left the cage door open and now...
by Sandy M. HumphreyThe nest is empty
Even the
Little broken bird
Has mended wing
And flown
Free into
The wide
Blue
So we sit on
Straws fragile
From use
From weather
And watch
As our birds
Build lives
Every now
And then
Come again
They crowd
Around feathering
Our nest
With memories
Every now
And then
We venture
Forward
Adventures
Still to be had
With older
Flights of wiser
Wings
We watch the sky
Waiting
To see if our
Pampered bird
Will need more
Guidance
Or if yes indeed
We have outgrown
Her needs
05/22/2012 Posted on 05/22/2012
Copyright © 2024 Sandy M. Humphrey
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 05/23/12 at 12:50 PM ... exceptional..... |
| Posted by LK Barrett on 05/23/12 at 01:08 PM There is a theory that kids once left home. Now we're forced to leave home to them. Fly like an eagle, Sandy! |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 06/06/12 at 06:59 PM Just as we are learning to value and conserve the air we breathe, the water we drink, the energy we use, we must learn to value and conserve our capacity for nurturing. Otherwise, in the name of human potential we will slowly but surely erode the source of our humanity. Excellent write, thank you.
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| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/10/12 at 09:16 PM Excellent expression on the topic Sandy. I too only had the one, and though it's nice for him to visit, I equally enjoy the flight of wiser wings to share our experiences and support one another. |
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