a life that once was

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Mar 2012 568 Views 2 comments

a life that once was

Author: Unknown

Here I am just an egg, unknowing of what may become. Here I am an egg all sunglley warm, as I start to grow. Here I sit for 21 days to await my mothers eye. Here I am I quietly peep and listen for my mother to speak. Here I am breaking through this shell to feel my mothers sweet bill. Here I am one week old and so cold. Here I am or am I ?

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Posted: Mar 2012

About this poem:

ode to a baby chick that died this morning.

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Comments (2)

Redex

RedexNorthumberland, England UKMar 29, 2012

This was lovely, clever and sad, I enjoyed

mae988

mae988OPephrata, Washington USAMar 29, 2012

thakn you redex and mcradloff for your coments. funney how a hen will morn for her chick when it dies. yes they do morn for eachother odley enough

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