Friday, November 1, 2013

An Open Hand Is Needed Comments

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I happened once upon a bird
a frightened little thing.
It’s twisted body laying there
with badly broken wing.
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cheryl davis miller
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John Brown 01 November 2013

A beautiful poem which reminds me of a similar experience that I had. A blue-tit flew into our house window one day, fell to the ground, and appeared dead. I picked it up, to find it still alive. I cradled it in my hands until it came back to it's senses, then I released it, and off it flew. It was a warm feeling to know that I had helped it.

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