NaPoWriMo (# 16): The nest

Each twig , each twine
knocked down by the swinging pine..
Labor of love lost, destroyed.
Needed was no more the nest..
Away flew the fledglings,
On a brand new quest.
Only a moment to rue…
And away the brave bird flew..
To gather a new twig , a new twine..
 A new nest for her new bloodline.

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About Shoma Abhyankar

I believe "Life is short and the world is wide"and travel is best possible solution to make the best of this life. I am Shoma Abhyankar. Welcome to ASTONISHING INDIA
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