Prompt word was delicate. Enjoy!
Little Emmaline Harris cupped the delicate baby bird in her soft hands, not wanting to break its body any further. Its head lolled upon its broken neck, causing a single tear to roll down her innocent cheek. She had not known what death was before coming across the bird's still form. Had not known the terrible sadness that now filled her at the sight of the small body. As she lowered the feathered creature down into its final resting place in her mother's flower garden, Emmaline whispered a small prayer wishing the bird a second chance to truly live in its next life.