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Evergreen
Pine trees
On a bed of sand

Deep blue
Of the sea
As a sailboat comes in to land

Intense red
Her head
Surrounded by a pool of blood

Eyes unseeing
Tears gleaming
Threatening to unleash a flood

Bright white
The doctor's light
Blinding and sharp and small

Sharp breath
The stench of death
As trembling hands make the call

Wordless mutter
A little flutter
As a bird spreads its wings, poised for flight

Golden sand
Her hand
As she gives up her final fight

A small flick
The shutter's click
As I preserve the moment forever

Crystal clear
Trickling tears
As the family grieve together

The bird lets fly
A single cry
Goodnight, little girl
Goodbye.

Written 2014

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