I felt many things when reading this poem, Kerry. Sad because my parents now have an empty nest, so I can empathize with you. Happy because of the new life that you describe for yourself, which you deserve so much. I'm sorry that I didn't get to this sooner, I thought this was wonderful my friend
Chairs thrown and tables toppled Hands armed with broken bottles Standing no chance to win, but We're not running, we're not running
Post by Jamie~poetshare.forumotion.com on Sept 28, 2009 12:49:19 GMT -5
Takes me back to my mother trying to fill her days after we left home; that empty nest syndrome is a bitch. It helps one to find themselves and their own purpose in life again, though, not revolving around the kids . . . very evocative write, I'm sure so many can relate. Put this one in the book.