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by H E Losey Jun 11, 2011 category : Life, society / other
There, The tree Majestic; Across the road. Upon a brown branch, Bestowed, a small nest . Battered from wind and rain, Abandoned and distressed, Hidden, almost, by the Autumn leaves. T'was once a proud but humble abode, Now just an empty nest across the road