I watched the turtle dwindle day by day,Excerpt from Death and the Turtle by May Sarton
Get more remote, lie limp upon my hand;
When offered food he turned his head away;
The emerald shell grew soft. Quite near the end
Those withdrawn paws stretched out to grasp
His head in a poignant dying gesture.
It was so strangely like a human clasp,
My heart cracked for the brother creature.
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