only a few hours old
we fed it from a bottle
made sure it was warm
comfortable
it was reaching for something
something not there
he needed his mother
but mothers forget
we buried him in the park
named him angel
found a flower
made a cross out of sticks
all we had was a little shovel
but he was the smallest life
i have ever seen lost
2 comments:
It felt love from you. It didn't die without it.
'he needed his mother
but mothers forget'
Such a tragic little piece. I sometimes get dying baby birds in my garden and I hate it, they never survive.
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