nest
made of spit and leaves
gently woven together
lined with soft feathers
melody
half forgotten song
floating along on a breeze
a few distant notes
grief
something has been lost
overwhelming emotion
only time can heal
fiction
entertaining lies
living vicariously
searching for the truth
trash
put it in a bin
somewhere else is not away
piles of garbage
gust
umbrella ruined
victim of destructive wind
walking in the rain