When 'the beloved 707 mealy hen' flew home
she had purpose
she had direction
she was under the threat of hawks,
thirst, hunger and exhaustion.
The mealy hen
knew when
to just keep flying
relying
on her instinct.
She 'circled for home'.
600 miles to go.
Days later, she saw The Landing Platform,
her happy old caring friend,
her flock, safety, nourishment and care.
She got there..........
Her feathers live on, long after she has gone.
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