sitting on the bench in the shade.
Your little eyes still not awake
a tear races down my face
It shouldnt have ended this way.
But what did they know, a dogs instict will tell all.
Your baby bird feathers look so smoothe
Very clean and new
They got you before first flight.
my chest begins to feel tight
sadness invades me, as you lay theres so beautifully
you are gone, still so peacfully
So i am sorry baby bird
That you are gone before you can learn
perhaps one day you will return
Starting over again as an egg of a mother bird
Then you shall fly. fly far awar from a dogs instict.
Perhaps one day baby bird.
A sence of hopefullness is a releif
I let the thought stay in my mind
The belife of reicarnation,
not a lie
An end of a new, and another begining to you
see you soon