The Herring Gull Great Blue Heron the migration was a reminder

the migration was a reminder of all that she had lost and the loneliness that came with it

While the others glide gracefully above

a Night Heron stands motionless by the water’s edge

'In the quiet solitude of the early morning

The Herring Gull Great Blue Heron the migration was a reminder"The Herring Gull was always seen alone. It loved spending time in the grassy marshland, where the tall reeds swayed gently in the breeze and the tranquil waters of the estuary stretched out to meet the horizon. It was a creature of solitude, finding solace in the quiet moments by the waters edge. The other gulls in the flock often squawked and squabbled, but the Herring Gull preferred the company of the whispering marshes. Each day, it would glide