A little bird came into my life today.
I think she was hit by a car. When I saw her, she was fluttering in the road.
I stopped, put her in a fuzzy towel, and stroked her head gently.
"It is okay." I told her. "I will hold you and keep you safe. Then you will go home to God."
When I held her, she didn't fight. She wasn't scared. She just looked at me with calm and peace in her one brown eye.
She passed away soon after. I laid her to rest in the tall grass.
In our short life together, she had given me the best gift of all. The chance to love her with all that I have.
Rest in peace, little bird. I won't forget you.
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