How can the sea,

leave the shore?

How can the moon,

the stars ignore?

 

How can I live,

without my heart,

and grieve for you,

whilst we’re apart?

 

How can my sun,

no longer shine?

I will not see,

sunrise sublime.

 

How can the word,

without the book,

the empty nest,

without the rook.

 

How can the empty

space be filled?

By graduations,

new lives rebuild.

 

© Empty Nest 04.09.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Female robin cleaning the nest (Photo credit: Wikipedia)