Empty Nest
Nest of winter
left over from the hot, summer months,
carefully interlaced grasses
rest peacefully against a raftered wall.
This nest that once was the home,
center of life for the young feathered ones
whose songs welcomed sleepy ears each morning
and sang 'good night' echoes to begin each evening.
Now, the silence reigns,
bringing with it the howling, northern winds,
as the strength of woven grasses awaits
another answered prayer for the warmth and hope
of Spring.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
