#17 - Bird house

The lone apple tree[br_tc] Dangling bird house[br_tc] A solitary bird in flight.[br_tc] An ordinary scene,[br_tc] By a path near the village.[br_tc] Today I’m leaving this peaceful sanctuary.[br_tc] I’ll miss the solitude,[br_tc] Colors,[br_tc] And feelings as I walk along these trails.[br_tc] Tomorrow is still far away,[br_tc] And wherever I am,[br_tc] I’ll seek new shelters,[br_tc] Or emotional islands,[br_tc] Where I too can fly and find shade.[br_tc] It won’t be the same,[br_tc] But it’ll be fine.[br_tc] And when autumn arrives,[br_tc] I’ll be walking past this tree again…