My Empty Nest** Poem by Milica Franchi De Luri
My Empty Nest**
Why does sadness surrounds me?
Why are my eyes wet with tears?
Why is joy absent from my heart?
Why emptiness abides
where there once was abundance?
With each departure part of me departed
part i can not retrieve
.
Gone forever in a basket
were memories are gathered
collecting dust and cobwebs.
Revisited only by ponderings.
When the heart is yearning;
to touch, to hold, to see, to hear;
the cry, the laughter,
the yelling, the pleading, the silence.
Every you were you were redy to live
to go with your new found love,
to mouve to your new place,
to go away
i was happy for you
just my heart was bleeding
knowing it had to let you go
to travel your own journey
For i had my time
and i did my best
Now, i know you must do the rest.
Your calling was stronger
then my holding.
And i don't want to cling
i want you to have the best of everything.
Ah, Milica - my daughter went to Melbourne a few years ago and that was how I felt...the poem captures that feeling so well... I wonder if this is your situation too or if you are just singing, as a poet, for all of us...
an emotional poet as you are, anyone can enjoy your wordings.10 shan
Now, i know you must do the rest. Your calling was stronger then my holding. And i don't want to cling i want you to have the best of everything..why we can't have when it is inabundance....we must deliver thebest anddo everything for it..... i loved the poem to its end.....beautiful....10 read mine yes to to....what if tomorrow
A Family can Blossom by opening the cage door Letting the Darlings Fly, Making their Own Way in Life.To Prove to you that You 'Did Get It Right' When thought 'What Shall We Do For The Best' Well Did You? Now at Last! Your Time as a Great Poet Has Arrived. Welcome Aboard Honey...We Said You Always 'Had It In You' Now you have time to Prove It...And You Do....Time and Time Again. +10 Kind Regards Philip.....Midnight -2am....Time to Myself....Golden.
Truly inspiring poem for mothers and/or fathers. Thank you. I'm sure you're a great mom.
Touchy and moving poetry….a jilt…well jolt is difficult…life will move on the wings of sad and happy memories…here you’ve portrayed flip side of life…an element fab favorite of poets…heart breakingly [and brakingly] becomes a poetic savory…… thanks for sharing… Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
A Family can Blossom by opening the cage door Letting the Darlings Fly, Making their Own Way in Life.To Prove to you that You 'Did Get It Right' When thought 'What Shall We Do For The Best' Well Did You? Now at Last! Your Time as a Great Poet Has Arrived. Welcome Aboard Honey...We Said You Always 'Had It In You' Now you have time to Prove It...And You Do....Time and Time Again. +10 Kind Regards Philip.....Midnight -2am....Time to Myself....Golden.
A Family can Blossom by opening the cage door Letting the Darlings Fly, Making their Own Way in Life.To Prove to you that You 'Did Get It Right' When thought 'What Shall We Do For The Best' Well Did You? Now at Last! Your Time as a Great Poet Has Arrived. Welcome Aboard Honey...We Said You Always 'Had It In You' Now you have time to Prove It...And You Do....Time and Time Again. +10 Kind Regards Philip.....Midnight -2am....Time to Myself....Golden.
A Family can Blossom by opening the cage door Letting the Darlings Fly, Making their Own Way in Life.To Prove to you that You 'Did Get It Right' When thought 'What Shall We Do For The Best' Well Did You? Now at Last! Your Time as a Great Poet Has Arrived. Welcome Aboard Honey...We Said You Always 'Had It In You' Now you have time to Prove It...And You Do....Time and Time Again. +10 Kind Regards Philip.....Midnight -2am....Time to Myself....Golden.
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4/21/2025 5:57:28 AM # 1.0.0
Avery emotional poem, milica! Cheer up dear, emptiness is the beginning of Godliness! !