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I noticed several tiny flutters upon the
grassy field today.
I gathered myself and went to see
what was underway.

I noticed it was a little bird with its wings all
folded and rain swarmed.
I opened up my hand to it and caressed
it with my hand's warmth.

It's tiny little eyes looked up at me in a look
of such distress that I took it and put in the deep
pocket of my dress.

I took it home and desperate to help it
I brought it in. From there a special bond 
between us did spiritually begin.

I took it near the fire, its little wings I
opened and began to dry. For almost a moment
there, I thought I seen it cry.

I fluffed up its feathers and feed it some
broth. Covered the bird in a warm, soft cotton
cloth.

Later on that very evening I heard a tiny
but significant shutter.
My heart was filled with laughter as I seen
it's wings begin to flutter.

I gathered the bird once more in my warm
and inviting hands, and at that very moment,
I learned what it meant to love more than man.

I released the tiny bird and watched it take
unhindered flight.
In time maybe it will return and sing, and
to my ears bring a welcomed delight.

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