In the grass beneath the noisy rookery
The frightened fledgling crow I found:
He lay there flattened and dimished
By his fall from grace from far above.
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love this little story...last 2 lines say it all... and though fleeting he brought a light to you and you to him.....
I love this. Crows are a favorite of mine. Perhaps because they seem so unlovable to most. But not to me. Your descriptions are so clear: 'The frightened fledgling crow I found: He lay there flattened and dimished By his fall from grace from far above.' I could just see his little beady eyes, full of wonder and fear toward this strange creature who, instead of eating him, took him in to nurse. Thanks for some great writing.
A fantastic poem, really like it. Love how you put the story into your poems.