A fragile beauty the hatchling is…
Wanting to discover what closely kept secrets Mother Nature so seldom divulges.
The hatchling, so trusting,
Not knowing the danger,
the human touch can bring.
The Childs soft, caring hands,
takes the peeping wonder under his own wing to comprehend its tiny life;
Unknowingly giving a slow diet of death.
The brood discovering lifelessness in a heap