Fleeting Hope

Precious life new born

One small, fleeting, ounce of hope

We try to hold on

– by D.L. Chilson, July 2016

 

Tragic day on the farm. We lost a newly hatched baby chick. Its navel ruptured and it died. Death is a part of life, especially with farms and animals, but it still makes me sad today.

Even though this haiku is in direct response to losing the baby chick, it speaks to different kinds of life and loss. Or so I hope.

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