I see you, now that the leaves are stripped
Resting on the middle branch
Exposed to wind, but holding steady
Empty as the flocks are gone.A vacant home, now just a resting place
For winter’s backyard travelers.
Just sticks and twigs, stuck on a branch
No speckled orbs to guard.It’s vacant now awaiting spring
When life will return to green.
Filled with down, soft and warm
Hidden once more to me.-Clarence Holm
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Wonderful post, Clarence. Recently, I attempted to photograph two raccoons at late sunset trying to feed off the last of the crab apples in a neighbour’s tree. It was cold and the trees were almost bare. This photo reminds me of that moment.
As a recent empty-nester myself, this is so poignant. But.. let’s talk about this ‘spring’ time frame you speak of.. what do you mean? They don’t come back, do they? 🙂
Again and again and again 🙂
Ugh… hehe