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Darling Day Six. Darling Is The Fall

She wobbled along, the little darling on wheels.

Two wheels (which seemed to be the problem.)

Mum balanced her own bike between her legs, guiding her duckling as best she could, until at last:

there was flight.

girl wearing vr box driving bicycle during golden hour
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As I strolled along behind the two,

occasionally glancing into the shedding trees,

the Mum within me hoped.

Please let the little duckling balance.

Please let the little duckling fly.

black and brown duckling on concrete floor
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After a while, the two disappeared and I forgot the darling struggle.

Forgot the invisible cord that attached my empathy to the shake, wobble, roll.

Once again, I was lost.

Within the bliss-filled world of me,

I was lost.

young satisfied woman in headphones with fresh red leaf listening to music with pleasure while lounging in autumn park
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Until I was no longer lost,

but right back where I began.

Face to face

with one

precious

fallen

duckling.

broken heart love sad
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Everything within me wished to reach for her.

To hold her for a while.

To look into her eyes, and have her understand

that without the fall…

the true beauty of flight

would never be known to her.

cheerful mother and daughter having fun on bed at home
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Darling was the little duckling

that stole my heart on this darling day of May.

Darling was how hard she tried.

And darling was the invisible cord of life

that connected us.

photo of woman teaching her child on how to use bow and arrow
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By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. đź’•

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