Sorrow
Empty, and stripped bare.
Momma, Papa, eggs
all gone…
save two…
shattered in the remnants
of straw, string, and feathers
that once promised a happy nest,
a happy future…
the site of 5 little goslings
lined up in a row
as momma and papa lead them on,
to the delight of those watching.
A row that will never exist,
delight that will never manifest,
all seized in the night,
dashed upon the pavement.
Momma, Papa, eggs
all gone…
save two…
shattered in the remnants
of straw, string, and feathers
that once promised a happy nest,
a happy future…
the site of 5 little goslings
lined up in a row
as momma and papa lead them on,
to the delight of those watching.
A row that will never exist,
delight that will never manifest,
all seized in the night,
dashed upon the pavement.
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2026. All rights reserved
