Empty Nester

Wound paper wasp nest.
Redundantly infest.
Indifferent low interest
Under eave recessed.

Sting abatement.
Call indictment.
In the ring.
Crowd excitement.

Where have we gone?
Ties once thought strong,
All right with wrong.
Allay along.

I think today.
Not much to say.
Come out and play.
Don't run away.

But run they have.
No balm or salve
Can ease the burn.
The way things turn.

Now in my mind.
I find some time.
Caress the feel.
This heart’s appeal.

Wounds that fester,
A signal tester.
In final gesture,
Empty Nester.

Old friend, Old friend
Around the bend
It’s time to tend.
Beginning's end.


10/12/23