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Poetry/Verse/The Bruised Bird/AI Free
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All Rights Reserved, 2025, Constance La France
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Written, October 08, 2025
For the International Contest, The Bruised Bird
Sponsor,  Robert James Liguori, Judged 10/17/2025

Fourth Place

The Bruised Bird

 

Rest in peace little parakeet Cheesesteak-
your days were short and 
your demise was cruel by the claws of Stella cat.
But, your life in the window
basking in the sun must have been delightful.
I can imagine you swinging on your perch
singing a lovely song,
flapping your wings as you dreamed of flying free.
I am so sorry for your suffering
and bruised body.
Now,  little bird spread those white and black wings,
and fly away to God's heavenly paradise !

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Robert James Liguori October 17, 2025 at 3:50 AM Paradise sure is getting crowded. Cheesesteak will grace the wonderland. Constance La France October 20, 2025 at 1:42 PM Robert, thank you for the contest and my placement, appreciate. So sorry, again for the passing of your precious little bird, yes flying in Paradise now !