This is the second chance

I have never been here before but I feel I know it

The fledgling returns to the nest the parents used..

As I feel as if I am being torn apart and I know you feel the same way too...How do you think I must feel..I need you with me..

I don’t know what it is but its clearer now...

We'll go walking together in the woods....and there is a waterfall...

We will go hand in hand on this our last day it will be full...but with emptiness too.....

I think that we can find a waterfall...and hear..

Sounds of the sea in a shell...she living her dreams through others....

The wild bird is drawn back to a nest it has never seen....we always go back to our memories....

Carmel Fiorentini (c) April 2015