Fly

A bird in a box

sits where time stops

waiting for the last grain of sand

to drop.

A flitter, a flutter,

a goodbye to a mother

These secrets are uncovered 

Love one another.

Reviews

[Relic]

Time is fleeting as they say and someday we'll all be in a box.

[Dave]

I can't help but to think you are referring to the soon to be "empty nest." If there is love, they will often return to that nest.

Take care - Dave

[John the Baptist]

A time comes when we must leave behind what we have known. We must go, but not without realizing what they have meant to us. Sparely spoken, nicely done.