When the Nest Is Empty

A metal airplane sits on a stand right by his bed

It was always the last thing he saw when he rested his small head

Beside it sits a small wooden frame

A picture of him and father after a game

A few small things beside the lamp

From the summer he went to baseball camp

A boy soon leaves the nest, but the scene remains the same

It brings comfort to his mother to remember her boy’s dusty things

She carefully picks each up and dust the now old toys

In hopes one day he will return with his own little boy