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Jul 2022
Walking and enjoying squirrels eat their nuts and stare at me
Almost as if we greeted each other and I guess we did
Then I saw the poor little bird on the street lifeless
Not knowing why or how the bird was there
With no tissues or safe way to lift the bird
Hoping Mother Nature would take the little bird back to the bird version of the Rainbow Bridge
Poor Sparrow

C@rainbowchaser2022
Written by
Maddy  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
90
     N, G Alan Johnson and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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