Bottle Fed Poems | Examples

Dharma (Etheree)

One
little
morning peep
she would speak to 
greet my day, my sweet 
African Grey . . . She was
my friend, my confidante. I 
bottle fed my baby bird and . . . .
we would sing. Such joy she brought me in
her sweet way. My precious friend died today.



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Note:
***My daughter lives alone with her two pet Siberian Huskies 
and her 2 and half month old African Grey Parrot she named
Dharma. Jennifer called me this morning at 5am crying to tell
me that her little bird died at the Vets. I wrote this Etheree in 
her honor.