Diamonds In Her Heart
She was the plainest buzzard in the chicken coop.
Man, is she plain, the roosters used to say.
But one rooster gave her a chance. They shared a nest.
She had diamonds in her heart. He told people
But they did not believe, for those diamonds were
Reserved for him and theirs. They had a fine time too
Until the farmer ran out of food. The rooster thought of her fondly.
Wondering where she had gone, not realizing it was not her choice
To never share his nest again. The chicks knew, peeping the horror story
To every animal in the barnyard. None of them spoke peep though.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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