Grief in the plan.
Children's solo guardian: expect change.
But doesn't fit, jeans sizes small.
Throw out expensive pair or work on body?
Dropped off my son to college four weeks ago.
I didn't cry.
Kept brave.
Days slip stolen by menopause and hackers.
Found lotto tickets never checked.
Liquor store guy says, "old- if you won they won't pay."
Book of Isaiah 65?
Don't offer food and wine to the gods...
bribery spoils luck
bribery spoils luck
Fortunate to adore my children.
Guiltless give them everything.
Pack up worry ~ it weeds no garden.
Revisions on the next book finished.
Begin the next story.
Please Stop by,
share abundance of zebra striped tomatoes.
I'll give you a bag.
Pick the herbs you need.
Sage, basil and thyme in gemstone colors.
Sage, basil and thyme in gemstone colors.
Just don't call me an empty nester.
Caroline Gerardo
poem October 2015
Nest in the woods |
Sending your children off to fly on their own |
The rail road path ahead in life |
I have a photo of my two on this whale when they were toddlers. Here they are now 2015 in Santa Cruz California |
Hike to the waterfall north of Big Sur |
On the way home from dropping off at college hike Caroline Gerardo Empty Nest Poem copyright 2015 |
2 comments:
oh ode to the empty nest
Thanks for reading @ Author R. Mac Wheeler
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