Fledgling

My older son went away to university last week.  It’s a big transition for us, as well as him.  My thoughts are of a bird leaving the nest; and of the cycle of seasons, especially that the spring blossom leads to fruit later and the autumn leaves reveal the buds for next spring.  Here’s the haiku that came out of this …

fly well my fledgling

through falling cherry blossom

my autumn your spring