He came to us with hope,
But he was too badly broken.
His eyes; pleading, resigned.
He does not struggle.
He knows.
He shouldn’t have to see,
As he is wrapped in a soft cloth.
This should not be.
The invisible gas enters.
His hope is gone.
He is at peace.
9 years ago
Poor Swainson's hawk you mourn. But he was treated gently and didn't suffer after he came to you. It is a blessing he slipped away peacefully, poor beautiful bird. But I am sorry to hear it.
ReplyDeleteActually, I wrote this a couple of years ago about another hawk, but it was apropos that I happened to have posted it the same day that we put that beautiful Swainson's hawk down.
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