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Click hereBabs is dead.
She died of renal failure.
They stretched her out
in her outdoor house
as her friends and relatives
paraded past, and they
paid their last respects.
One of her daughters
lay down next to her.
With her head on her shoulder
she looked up at the sky,
the beautiful blue sky,
just like they used to do.
She nestled close and
stroked her momma’s belly.
Gorillas grieve too.
Gorillas grieve too ~ can they teach us humans something about caring for others.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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