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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, birds, empty nest, empty nest syndrome, grief, heart, heartbreak, loss, love, poetry
The day you left,
and walked out the door,
the heart of the house,
beat no more.
You took the flame,
right out of the fire,
clouds cuddled the sun,
and the moon did cry.
The birds they fell silent,
respecting the day,
when you walked out the door,
and went far away.
© The Heart of the House 04.10.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Birds in a row (Photo credit: The Wren Design)
Worldly Winds 
This is so much like a song! Well-written!
-Naima.
Aw thanks Naima 🙂
I won’t sing it, just in case I make it rain (again!)
😀
Hahaha..
You are such a sweetheart!
-Naima.
Sad yet beautiful
Thank you – I seem to have a lot of sad ones at the moment!! I need some sunshine for inspiration!!
When sorrow is awake in your life its good to remember that joy is not gone its only
sleeping. Its turn will come again.
Oh yes I agree – the joy of impermanence is always with us!