The Dead Bird
i found a bird in my yard
seemed it could not fly
it was just flopping about,
so took it in i did...
mended its wounds,
and nourished its needs.
a cat got hold of it,i believe?
now it is under-ground...dead.
poor little feller,it tried.
Copyright © Gary Bechter | Year Posted 2010
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