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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I wonder if it’s that hard? I am young and full of years. I walk this beach every day and watch The tides come in, and drive back out. Birds fly gracefully above my head and The breeze blows sand into my face. My feet sink into the damp out skirt of the shore And I splash around in the water. It’s not easy to come across death and not respond In some sort of way. I am full of energy And you lay by my side faded away. Even though you are only a bird You deserve a proper burial. Your wings have Insects circling around them. Buz-buz and zzzz. They are waiting for me to Go. But I can’t just leave you here. What if it was me laying here dead? I would like to think just because I am human And you are an animal, we are similar. We both share the same air, We both need nourishment, we both live and We both die. I’d like to think if I were you someone On this planet would care. You once flew with that sun kissed colored wings I walk with these porcelain painted legs As I take off my white zip- up sweater and show you respect I gently cover you before the rest of the inspectors come. How you ended up along this beach Lifeless and deserted, I shall never know. Maybe you were sick? Or it was just your time. But I will give you a proper burial It’s a seed that I must sow Showing respect for a life As the tide comes and it goes. By: Sabina Nicole
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