Love

 I came across a bird that had been run over and killed on a local Road.

Another bird of the same type (Partner?  son ? mother? ) was desperately trying to revive it and trying to make it wake up and fly together. It was flapping his wings over him , turning him pecking him to make it wake up. I have no doubt the birds loved each other dearly and one cannot bear the to leave the other one and fly away.

As the bird was in the middle of the road and could be hit by traffic I moved the dead bird to the side of the road, The bird flew around watching me and singing in a low moaning voice.