Fledglings Gone
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Mark Heathcote
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One more cuddle, first
Before, my tears burst.
Smiles scorched in their throes
Into arched, brow, rainbows.
One more meaningful kiss
Before, my hearts bliss,
Bursts empty. Like a bubble.
Fledgelings-gone on the double,
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