Painted Turtle

I snatch the baby from the water

This tiny thing, size of a quarter

Stretching, expending its might

Drains away in all that moment

Pinched by fingers, suspended

relative miles overhead its world

Limbs fall limp, its will succumbs

I am overcome, my sheer elation

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