A little bird had crashed against the glass window...
A crested-Tit sat in shock on the ground.
I picked him up, which he allowed and I kept the little bird a while in my hands.
He hardly noticed.
I prayed that he would make it...and that his mate would not be alone.
Then I sat him down on a wood table, which I though it might be less cold.
He still was far away...just sitting, no motion except his eyes blinking.
It took a while and then he was gone!
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