Redhawk Caldera Heartsigh.

tawny lark blinked up with milk-dazed bliss,
her world a wobble, a sway, a kiss —
she gave a burp so round and sweet
it puffed like bubbles at her feet.

her tiny ribs went huff, then hic,
her tongue poked out in one soft lick,
and with her belly full and warm
she curled into her mother’s form.

a sigh, a nestle, a fluttered ear,
she pressed herself to mom so near —
dreams drifting in like gentle rain,
tawny lark asleep again.

i'm good to fade this!