Poems ✍️
  16.05.2026
  3

Author: Melvina Germain

Reality

I held an egg, then realized,

how fragile life must be.

To see the life of a baby chick,

taken away so easily.

Here it is in my hand,

a simple crack away.

A baby chick, could have been sitting

here this sunny July day.

Oh well, back to breakfast.


  Fragility life mortality

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