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Wednesday, March 16, 2016


On my walk today
I found 
the broken half
of a hatched
bird shell.

I looked around 
for the tree
with a nest
it could 
have come from.

no trees close,
only a palm
on the other
side of the road.

I thought
of a bird's habit
of cleaning
its nest
by removing shells.

Flying spent eggs
away from their nest,
getting rid
of the things
no longer useful.

On my way home
I too wondered
what I could
get rid of
that was no longer

I am so happy to finally be home.  I'm busy sorting through mail, getting my traveled clothes washed and put away, and taking care of many of the small details that slipped while I was gone.  As you can see I'm thinking about the things that need to be cleaned up and organized.  What in your life needs tro be cleaned up or organized?  What can you get rid of?  Can you write a poem about that today?  Have fun writing.


  1. Dear Joy,
    It is a good feeling to return home. You are very observant. I enjoyed your poem about the bird's egg shell.

    Have a super day

    1. Thank you, Joan. I hope you are having a GREAT St. Paddy's Day.

  2. Joy,
    You will never know if you solved the mystery, but your answer is satisfying. Glad you're back home and settling back in.

    1. Well, Linda, if you have a better suggestion, send it. Do you think the wind might have blown the shell into my path?