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Alone and lost amid verdant ground,

High upon the wood, I’m found, looking

For ones who look like me, the ones

Who form my family, for without them,

I’d just gaze about, wondering

What my life’s about, afraid to climb

To soaring heights, afraid that maybe

I just might, fail to spread my wings and fly,

Fail to find the reason why, I was left here,

By myself, a lonely bird, upon a shelf


Poem & Photo ©Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved