when children leave
and start their homes,
empty is the nest,
which bustled with life.
i steel my heart
choke my soul,
but the heart flutters
and tears come blind.
at one time
we loved to be alone
now loneliness haunts,
even when together.
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You captured the essence of loss here is this lovely poem of yours. Thanks for sharing. I know that feeling from when my one & only child left home. I don't get lonely anymore though; as I finally accepted her gone from us. I do miss her when I have to leave after a visit though. Jeannie (Spiritsong)