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Collection 15 of poetry for Reaper. After the tears fall until she is empty. These words are all that she has left to give you. Don't worry, Rabbit is dead. Betated by Isca.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Spiritual - Chapters: 6 - Words: 748 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 05-03-10 - Published: 03-17-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2786468
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Sparrow's Last Prayer
Sparrow's tiny heart
gave out, as the arrow
shot her down.
Two gentle, cupped
hands lifted her up
as the rain poured down.
Sang her sweet song
as you took her away,
so the cats would not eat her.
No more will she spiral down
on the wind's thermals;
bury her beneath the Willow.
That tree's her mother-
the branches, where she was roosted.
Her soul lives on with wings unfailing,
that carry her towards the stars.
Remember Sparrow
in your prayers. Do her cries
still echo in your sleep?
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