On days like this I miss you so much my feathered friend.
Our talking. The cuddles.Sitting in the sun on my knee with your wings wide open. Your daily bath in the garden. Hiding food in my shoe... But your favourite place was on my shoulder.
You loved it when I gave you that massage on your head, you almost fell asleep...
I don't know where you are or even if you're stil there buddy but I'll never forget you.
© H. F. E. R.