the moon snuggled up against the soft clouds,
letting out a warm glow through her cotton covering.
it was an image of warmth, comfort and love as i sat outside on the cold concrete.
little lonely drops fell softly against my bare skin, sending small chills through my body.
a flash of colour, glided through the cold night air.
it was a small bird, eagerly returning to its nest.
the dark silhouette of sleeping leaves shook gently against the night sky as the small bird landed on its welcoming arms.
the soft sound of happy baby birds drifted gently through the still air
as they cuddled contentedly together for warmth.
in the lamp-lit background was shadows of empty car lots.
lonely table lamps sat by the front door
parents out late at work,
drinking maybe.
completely unaware that their children tossed restlessly in their thin blankets,
secretly waiting for their open-ended return.
if families can stay together through thick and thin in the animal kingdom,
why can't we.
