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Death of a Bird

A pretty bird Sang upon a fence Until a cat jumped to pull a wing down Sad little bird lay on the ground within sharp claws Trembling Struggling With no real hope Her feeble attempts doomed No more will I hear her sweet song on the fence Sadness Finished The cat moves on Close by a nest of babies wait Pretty bird looks one final time at the sky One last chirp _______________________ November 28, 2012 Poetry/Verse/Death of a Bird Copyright Protected, ID 11-438-939-28 All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France

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Suzanne Delaney

Date: 4/10/2013 10:41:00 PM

Nature can be merciless at times/ You captured is so well to make our hearts break SuZ

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 12/3/2012 8:46:00 AM

oh so sad but so beautifully written Constance .. so touching wwhen the nest of baby birds were waiting for Mama to return ..tender feelings dear heart ..

Jack Horne

Date: 12/2/2012 10:26:00 AM

what a beautiful but sorrowful write, my friend - I could so feel for the poor bird

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/29/2012 5:10:00 PM

oh my what a heart rending poem. and the ending has the poor babies doomed. This was very good one!!

Russell Sivey

Date: 11/28/2012 11:57:00 AM

Oh Constance, this is such a very sad write my friend! Aye macabre! You have reached into the depths of my heart and scratched it with this awesome poem! You have affected me with this incredible piece, Great Work!!