Will you leave our nest in the spring hearts intertwined to sing flying back to the north cause you're strong defiantly survive on your own? Midday shadow black veil of dawn rose fragrance perspiring through thorns in the north will you shiver alone yet another in your nest will find home love debt in time will melt to an endless sea of regrets with wailing returning to sand to an empty nest your heart never left. A whisper as from living dead by ear of the heart only heard: smile to me don't be sad. Brian Strand Contest 1265- Fifth place winner Constance La France: Writing challenge-E words contest- Third place winner. Brian Strand Contest 1199- Honorable Mention