Loss — A Poem August 5, 2015 / Carrie Birde Tattered, tossed, and torn, snatched by storm. Delicate, dusted wings denuded. Plumed antennae plucked. The furred body floundered — a slim slip of moon cast down beneath the ragged lash of rain. –C.Birde “Luna Moth” — C.Birde Share this:FacebookEmailTwitterLike this:Like Loading...
Love the sound quality here. (Poor fellow!)
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Thank you, Tess. I found a sheltered spot for the little creature. 🙂
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