A Brief Life - Poem by Cynthia BuhainBaello
Behind the yellow flowers
Amongst the grassy blades
A little chick found cover
From humans who invade.
Hid in his verdant sanctuary
Where safety he could find,
Perhaps to feed curiosity,
Yet gave thoughts to my mind.
His life of numbered days
Marked with sure brevity,
Made me observe my human ways
I, too am here so briefly.
Yet in his vibrancy there's joy
In cheerful steps, so spritely,
A little song his chirps employ,
That chick was truly happy.
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