Parrot
A silent glance a squeaky beak
No understanding such a squeak
A simple touch of gentle grace
Separated wild to human race
No cure for some but others ate
The parrots spell a saving grace
Of love and respect a wondrous gift
Misunderstood a soulful shift
A cure for some misunderstood
Pills and psychological disorders not as good
I tell you this from the heart
A parrots love sets you apart
No drugs can treat as well as he
A parrots love set your soul so free
Copyright © Kelli White | Year Posted 2026
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