The Parents Poem by David Stuart Jones

Parents

Good by my beloved parents both now passed over to a wonderful
place.
First my mother then my father sadly you will both be missed.
Forever in my mind.
For my peace of mind in this wonderful place.
Like the birds hatching their young and flying the nest,
and the parents remained.
Now the parents have flown the nest never to be seen again by their
young.
Yet we all see the birds.
Good by my parents
I look at the birds