About the Poem
How sweet it is to have a brood of your own - And then - How sweet it is to become your own person once again.
My EmptiNesst |
| by Nancy Ness |
| My cherished dovelets bide Within my feathered Nesst To flourish by my side. When down submits to plumes So tentative in flight, They've grace, as lovely loons. I've taught them how to fly, And though they now alight While flitting by and by, I'd rather see them soar About in worldly heights. They'll then learn even more. From aerie perch on high With views of every sight, My doves can reach the sky. 'Tis time to fluff and primp This empty feathered Nesst For brooding in the spring. |
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