~*~where are the others... she thought~*~

       ~*~there had been so many before~*~

         ~*~where were they all now~*~

      ~*~she had neither seen nor sensed any~*~

      ~*~all of these creatures looked different~*~

     ~*~as she turned her head and looked out~*~

            ~*~thru the nursery window~*~

~*~all of these creatures were strange unknowns to her~*~

              ~*~none of them had wings~*~

          ~*~when she tried to send her voice~*~

 ~*~to the old creator there was no answer in return~*~

      ~*~she knew now that this man creature~*~

   ~*~who came everyday was not her creator~*~

*~he was merely some kind of instrument to reclaim her~*

        ~*~he didn't answer when she spoke~*~

     ~*~even her carrier*now known as her mother~*~

            ~*~couldn't communicate with her~*~

            ~*~she was becoming so lonely~*~

   she was not frightened of course...she had sprung

    from a fearless being...fear did not exist in her kind...

               ~*~but where were her kind~*~

               ~*~WHERE ARE THE OTHERS~*~