My Best friend
Admiral Bird
(Macaw 7-14-2003 to 12-08-2004)

His wings once held me
and gave me hope
His love was strong,
true, and freely given
And I was the one
who he chose to love
With his lip-bites,
His nose-grabs,
and mostly his coos
To him I was Papa
his dying breath
called out my name
And nothing I could do
Saved him from his fate
Pleading God’s intersession
With promises attached
Begging for just once
Some mercy in my life
Compassion to save me
Nothing I could do
Running red lights
As fast as I can
Trying to make it to the
Veterinary and help
My best friend on my chest
Lolling and gasping
Then finally “Papa”
And gone.

12/09/2004

Posted on 12/09/2004
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