Strong winds have all but stripped
the leaves from the cherry tree.
Like the fledgling pigeon
they have now flown free,
and I am left feeling bereft
like the bare branches of the tree.
Bereft
02 Nov 2020 5 Comments
in aros, Short Poems Tags: aros, bereft, branches, cherry tree, flown, leaves, pigeon, wind
By The Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree 
Nov 02, 2020 @ 15:24:53
We need to make due with the light we have.
Spring will return, though winter is in between.
Nov 03, 2020 @ 14:25:42
Actually I like winter, I find it a good time to take stock and to look forward with positivity! I shall miss watching the little pigeon though, but glad he was grown enough to fly before the wind took all the leaves. I wonder if they will nest there again next year.
Nov 03, 2020 @ 14:49:24
I had robins nesting in our hedge row for several years. But I didn’t see them there this year. Unfortunately we have some ‘free range’ cats and the birds might have thought that just three feet off the ground wasn’t safe enough.
Nov 02, 2020 @ 18:55:32
Rest as the tree does and spring will smile in you both next year.
Nov 03, 2020 @ 14:31:08
The wheel of the year, each season has its positives. I welcome winter, love the freshness in the air and the cosiness indoors, while looking forward to the new birth of Spring, but I also love the colours of Autumn and it is sad to see them go. 🙂