dreamt that
you sat on my shoulder
As you used to do.
My shoulder is now so lonely
Without you.
I miss your little nuzzles
Which turned into
Beaky bites.
And memories of
Your presence,
Now in heaven light.
So day becomes the evening
As sunlight gently recedes
So i’ll dream again
Perhaps tonight.
As i silently grieve
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