I heard a poem read out at a funeral and I'm not sure of the details
but I seem to remember the narrator walking down a lane and finding an
injured bird, possibly with a broken wing.  He holds the bird and I
think that as he is looking at other birds in the sky the injured bird
dies in his hands.  I think he describes the bird as a 'she' and
refers to her as 'my bird with a broken wing' but I'm not certain.  It
was a very moving poem in the circumstances and I'd love to find it.

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Request for Question Clarification by juggler-ga on 08 Oct 2005 12:24 PDT

Is this it?
http://listserv.dom.edu/cgi-bin/wa.exe?A2=ind9811&L=stumpers-l&D=0&O=D&P=99690

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Clarification of Question by europfrite-ga on 08 Oct 2005 12:32 PDT

The bird in the poem I am thinking of dies (in the hands?) of the
person who finds it.

I'm not sure but I think the poet finds the bird and picks it up,
looks up and sees other birds souring above then looks back at the
bird which has died.