Out of Sight

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I hovered there
at the chicken-coop door,
determined to see
how a chicken layed an egg.
I don't know
how long I stood there;
it could have been minutes,
or hours,
but when the chicken nestled
down in he nest,
I was there
at the chicken-coop door,
out of sight
but I could see clearly when
the chicken stood up,
shook the straw out of her

feathers.
I then rushed in,
making the chickens scatter.
I reached into the nest,
and in my hand
I held
an egg.





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