The Bird In The Window.
A bird flew into pur picture window this morning. I ran outside sobbing and picked it up in a towel. Sitting on the porch, in the rain, in my pajamas, holding the little finch in my arms while it took its last breath.

I'm so devistated over this little lost life. I know how silly that is. Now that it is a few hours later and I'm better, the tears are dry. But I'm changed today.


Jess to the Lo said…
[o] sending a cyber hug!

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