As I waited for my husband to come from inside a store,
observed a baby bird which had fallen from its safe nest..
This came to me..
We neve know about death..
It takes young, old, all races, all sexes..
When it is one's time to go death visits..
Below is the poem entitled The Sparrow That Fell which was written by poet
Kendrick. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Downy feathers, weak feet