A tragedy

This morning, I wrote about the murders in Chicago and the death and destruction in the current wars. Just now I buried a papa chickadee, a mama chickadee and their four babies. The entire family was nesting in a bird house I had built and they were killed by a sparrow....for no apparent reason other than the sparrow's desire to occupy the same bird house.
Burying babies kills my soul....May the birds rest in peace.