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“Come and see !” Gail grinned,
pulling me away from weeding
through blue and yellow heat
along a grassy track into the woods
Until we saw him: Beak wide open,
one wing draped down ,
A young red tail hawk, in dappled light.
“He’s learning to fly” I whispered,
She left behind a small tin of water.
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