Here is a bird that I named Sam, because I didn't know what gender it was. John and I went out to do yard work this morning, and we already found one dead bird than we saw this bird barely breathing. I was concerned for the bird, so I put on my garden gloves to see if I could do anything to help the bird. I don't think there was anything I could do, so John and I put the bird in a box and tried to give it some bread. It just laid there fighting to survive, but the inevitable happened. Sam stretched out its wings flapping, pooped, and than Sam's eyes went dark. Sadly, I just witnessed Sam taking its last breath.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arive
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark black night.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
By the Beatles
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