Friday, January 1, 2010

PS

In fact, the bird did fly away. Just resting. . .
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2 comments:

  1. ClytieJanuary 2, 2010 at 10:18 AM

    I'm so glad the little goldfinch was okay. What a beautiful memory and inspiration for your beautiful poem.

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  2. studio loloJanuary 3, 2010 at 6:38 PM

    I have saved many a feathered friend from window slams and the like. I cup them in my hands, breath gently on them and hold them to my chest until they get warmed up and fly away.
    I always feel like the lucky one.

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