Look-see, a dead bird prostrate on the grass,
it’s a chick; grey, pink, her skin almost translucent.
Life didn’t last long, just fleeting, a featherless life.
She’s gone; cats had her teeth in her maybe.
Possibly not – no discernible suffering…
Maybe she just spilled out of the nest
or maybe she just didn’t belong.
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Author: Tony Wills: