Sweat in summer,
Shivered in the winter
Bruised the feathers, endured the pain
Flown to miles to collect the straws
Built a nest
Admired a beautiful life
With chirp of birds
Cacophony all around
Opened their eyes
Embracing close to my heart
Put the grains, opening their mouth
Protected, clasping inside the wings
Taught how to fly and brave the sky
All have grown
Flying with their own wings
Elder had flown, followed the young
Occasional was the appearance
Those days are also over
Now aged is will
No strength in wings
Empty is nest
Silence is all around.
Santosh Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/empty-nest-10/
