The Fallen

Beauty lies frozen

soft at my closed opening

feathers upturn sky

 

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Such a sad morning to find this poor, wee robin by my door.  Much as I understand death is inevitable for all creatures, I sometimes find it hard to take.  The image of this bird has haunted me all day.

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