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drowning
 
Drowning
A fledgling flew,
alas, wings to small and weak
it landed in a puddle
and quickly drowned.
Tiny tot too dies easily
in ponds
lakes
rivers
bath tubs
and in the Mediterranean Sea
only few of them
die by accident.

By jan oskar hansen

© 2016 jan oskar hansen (All rights reserved)

 

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