a whisp of breath
fluttering wings
signs of life
so late in spring
avian infant
still so young
so much life
left 'neath the sun
a summer morn
life begins
and yet so hastily
it ends
my heart's downcast
the reason why
is that the other day I saw a new baby bird just out of its nest and it could hardly fly yet so it was hopping around the milking parlor excitedly until a 1500 pound heifer stepped on it and squashed the life out of it while I watched helplessly
and it died
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I feel like we lived the same story, only it was two baby birds and in place of the heifer was a man. poor birds.
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