One little birdie gone
Tweeting in the morning
It was the youngest....
Now passed away turning turtle
It stood on the bamboo pole
Tweeting for attention or food
The other 3 little birdies kept silence
Sending signals into the empty sky
In the late morning
It slipped to the bird cage board
Struggling to get up........
I thought it would be easy
Less than 30 minutes I found
It was gasping for oxygen eyes closed
I knew it had no hope to survive
I wondered how it could die....
Maybe the other little birdies
Jumped on its body trying to turn it over
I didn't know I was back to do my chores
By the time I came around its life had gone
So the jinx happens again
Last year the youngest one passed away
Crushed to death by the other 3 little birdies
In its nest cold as in the morning
I buried it in the garden
A short prayer for its good opportunity
A short freedom to live a while
Yet it didn't make it
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