My Nest Is Empty, My Fledglings Have Flown Poem by Yor Nella

My Nest Is Empty, My Fledglings Have Flown



Like little chicks they hid under my wing
and together we used to dance and sing.
It was such fun encouraging them to grow
but the sad day came when they had to go.

My nest is empty, my fledglings have flown
and now I am left here all on my own.
They have grown up independent and free
but I know they'll always be part of me.

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