Often have we seen a bird
flying far, again and again
collecting straws to weave a nest-
A shelter to lay eggs
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I love and enjoyed this poem based on the topic of birds, their young ones nestling, leaving the nest at the right time for good. Thanks for sharing. I quote a few lines: Young get wings, by and by: / and coaxed by the mother bird; / attempt to fly.
a very beautiful poem...thanks for sharing...does it grieve or not, we humans do not know, lovely lines indeed...
An observation from Nature leading to a question, we have to ponder over! The young birds fly to greater heights. The parent birds' task ends there! There is no more regrets! But what about man? He foolishly carries a life time of cares and regrets about his children flown from him! If you get time, please read my poem- An Epilogue to a Prologue on a bird tending her fledglings! Immensely enjoyed this piece! !
I chose to comment on this poem because I adore birds - this write is so beautiful and sweet, and poses a thought-provoking question at its conclusion. Enjoyed reading very much.
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