Too Much Death…

Seems there’s too much death… For my life loving eyes to believe… I see three sparrows on limb concerted… Early morning Autumn scene… Next day only two are remaining… I wonder what moves them to their joy and tree clinging… With one of them cast lifeless to the ground… Their sad eyes fixed upon me.. Wild is the wind… Wrestling with the leaves… The Fallen Birds mother peers down from her nest… Sweetly oh so sweetly chirping…”she lost her footing and fell to her rest”… Yes.. there’s too much death… Seems to come easy… Lurking… hiding… waiting to be mean and seen… Then we are forced to view loved ones soft in their coffins… Later that night the Grim Reaper silhouetting in our dreams… On the living side of loss… We all go on… But know one day will come… When we will also take wing with the Sparrow… As The Silver cord parts… On our graves… feathers slow motion drop… An odd truth is.. we should grieve as survivors… This life can mold your spirit lean… Too Much Death comes often… wait and see.. three birds in a family… all of a sudden.. just two left to sing...

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