Art and image copyrighted 2008 by Marylin Huskamp
The birds of the forest are calling for thee,
And the shades and the glades are lonely;
Summer is there with her blossoms fair,
And you are absent only,
No bird that nests in the green-wood tree,
But sighs to greet you and kiss you,
all the violets yearn for your safe return,
But most of all I miss you.
Harry B. Smith
This piece helped me realize that when the young ones leave the nest it is NOT an ending but a beginning. There is evidence left as their tiny feathers stay safely in the nest but they have flown to new heights and experiences.
The tiny creatures begin an new adventure filled with excitement and exploration.
Perhaps they will someday return.
This is constructed of fiber fusion and paint.
Copyright: Marylin Huskamp 2008
2 comments:
ah...that's so true, Marylin - it's good to see them soar from the nest and that far outweighs the sorrow of the empty nest - nice piece!
Lovely thought and lovely piece, Marylin.
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