Empty Nests
Those happy, golden years, the children growing up...
great days of joy, some tears, sweet nectar in our cup.
So blessed the three of them had come to fill our life;
each one a special gem...years spent with little strife.
Oh my, those years went fast...so soon an empty nest.
Can’t hold on to the past, for sure, those years were blessed.
The empty nest took hold, such quiet filled our days.
Kids followed dreams of gold...we lifted them in praise.
We filled our days with friends and came and went as pleased.
Life changes as it lends the time to feel appeased.
Few years went by, behold! A second chance to spend
our time again to hold small babes, with joy attend;
to love and cherish each, and watch them grow each day,
to play with them, and teach! What joy had come our way!
Time passed…grandkids of five, no longer babes for sure,
have learned their way to thrive, now grown up and mature.
Again, the years went fast...another time to test...
can’t hold on to the past. Oh my, those years were blessed!
Our empty nest, twofold! Such quiet fills our days!
They too chase dreams of gold...we lift them now in praise!
We celebrate with cheers the cherished life we spent...
two times of golden years...with young ones, heaven-sent.
March 31, 2014
~3rd Place~
Contest: Nostalgia
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 07/05/2019
~3rd Place~
Premiere Contest: 2019 Marathon Mile #24
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Judged: 03/21/2019
~1st Place~
Contest: My Lovely Children
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Judged: 02/26/2016
~1st Place~
Contest: Golden Days
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
Judged: 04/08/2015
Iambic Hexameter, Internal Rhyme, Couplet Rhyme
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015
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