The Nestlings

The Nestling

Photo by Colleen Breuning © 2015

The Nestlings (A Quatern)

When Monday mornings come around,
The air is filled with precious sounds.
Pitter patter of tiny feet
Upon the deck, tasting sweet treats.

The scent of lilacs spins me round
When Monday mornings come around.
Endless summer in cloudless skies,
See the sparkle in clear brown eyes.

I long to touch you, soft and new,
Your tender feathers tinged with dew.
When Monday mornings come around,
The wonders of nature abound.

Soon silence screams above the din
As melancholy closes in.
My heartbeat echoes without sound
When Monday morning comes around.

Colleen Keller Breuning
August 4, 2015

Published by Colleen Keller Breuning

I am a writer of poetry & prose, photographer, web designer and editor of Blue Turtle Crossing e-zine. I am happily married and have 2 grown children and 2 delightful cats. I love music, running, sunsets, nature, travel, red wine and reading a good book. I just published my first book of poetry "Shadows of My Father" available now on Amazon!

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