Separation

Her wings not willing to fly Her heart heavy She gave it another try It was her baby. She looked at the frosty surround Herself covered with snow flake As in groups they flew homebound To leave a deadly silence on the lake. She was praying for one flutter To bring alive the wings of her baby So it could soar far away from winter And with its mother could be. She held it close to her breast Uttered a shrill soulful cry Then from the graveyard of nest She launched herself into the sky. The chick gave a painful wail Its eyes brimming with dark cloud Downy flakes from up ceaselessly fell Weaving on the baby a shroud.