Kestrel
Angel with a Shotgun
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As some of you may know, my 3 yr old parrot passed away. I wrote this poem about him.
Oh, Sunny
Your feathers were a form of natural art.
Without you, I feel so torn apart
You broke my heart
I just wish I could've been there from the start.
Oh, Sunny
You were so misused
You never deserved to get abused
You must have been so confused
When you were often bruised.
Oh, Sunny
You used to shine so bright
But then you lost your fight
And I lost my light
Without you, how will I be alright?
Oh, Sunny
Did I make a mistake?
Or did something inside you break?
Your loss has been a physical ache
My smile now is often fake.
Oh, Sunny
Without you, I'm so blue
What else can I do?
In my life, you were the glue
And, oh, how I miss you.
Oh, Sunny
You were just a stray,
Trapped in a world so gray
Imagine my dismay
Now, how will I be okay?
Oh, Sunny
I tried to bring you to safety
But I think I'm going crazy,
and everything seems shaky
All 'cause I lost my baby.
Oh, Sunny.
As some of you may know, my 3 yr old parrot passed away. I wrote this poem about him.
Oh, Sunny
Your feathers were a form of natural art.
Without you, I feel so torn apart
You broke my heart
I just wish I could've been there from the start.
Oh, Sunny
You were so misused
You never deserved to get abused
You must have been so confused
When you were often bruised.
Oh, Sunny
You used to shine so bright
But then you lost your fight
And I lost my light
Without you, how will I be alright?
Oh, Sunny
Did I make a mistake?
Or did something inside you break?
Your loss has been a physical ache
My smile now is often fake.
Oh, Sunny
Without you, I'm so blue
What else can I do?
In my life, you were the glue
And, oh, how I miss you.
Oh, Sunny
You were just a stray,
Trapped in a world so gray
Imagine my dismay
Now, how will I be okay?
Oh, Sunny
I tried to bring you to safety
But I think I'm going crazy,
and everything seems shaky
All 'cause I lost my baby.
Oh, Sunny.