Poems ✍️
  12.05.2026
  3

Author: Melvina Germain

(140) Oil Spill

Her wing was broken,
Her body covered in oil.
The product of a spill in the lake.
She fought hard trying to survive
but it was just too late.
The poor wee duckling closed her eyes.
There she laid
There she died


  loss pollution tragedy

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