being alive

 

 

 

 

she lays still
in delicate repose
having once overflowed
with song
and burgeoning vivacity
with the eagerness
of a new mother she
prepared her nest
in anticipation of
its coming inhabitants
though she was
cut short, her body still
speaks to the joy
of being alive

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