winter

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Broken

A chipping sparrow

Struck my window, breaking its

Wee neck, and my heart.

Skat @2024

Update:

I had carefully placed the sparrow in a branch of the Christmas tree I have on my deck. Its head appeared to be leaning to the right. I left it there in a sheltered spot to die peacefully. I watched and it was very still. I planned on picking it up later to lay it down underneath the cedars at the bottom of my garden.

Wonder of wonders! Thirty minutes had passed and my husband called out to me, it’s gone! He had seen it drop down from the tree and fly away. My heart is unbroken.

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Nàdar

Cha toil leam a geamhradh.

Tapadh leibh a Mháthair Nadar

Chan eil thu snog!

Skat@2022

Nature

I don’t like winter.

Thank you, Mother Nature;

You are not nice!

Skat@2022

* unfortunately, the accents are not possible until I work out a Scots Gaelic keyboard.