Our Rainbow Bridge page...for those we have loved and lost
He will cover you with His feathers and under His wings you will find refuge. Psalm 91:4
1990 - 2012 Our Tweety BirdMy precious "Song and Dance Man",22 years you lived and loved. 22 years! The last 1o with me. You graced me with your presence here, your dignity, your beauty, and your sweet sweet songs .At the end I held you in hands with my finger on your heart....till it stopped. I would not let you leave alone, my love....but you knew that. I will miss you forever and ever Tweet Tweet. Forever and ever. Fly high and free Baby. Momma
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DESI......
I went there, to that basement, to adopt a little green Parrotlet who's picture I fell in love with. But, in the corner, all alone.....was you. You were not distinguishable as a Parrotlet. You were all pink skin except for the green fluff of feathers on your head. You had no perches. "He would fall off" she said. You had no toys. "He won't play" she added. "He never grew feathers after my daughter left him here, and he made a mess upstairs." I bit my tongue to remain quiet at this travesty and ignorance. How much is this one? "Well....forty" she says. "But the other one is prettier and tamer, you can't even touch this one." The other one...four years old and they had no names. I wanted them both, but had to choose, so I took the plucked little chicken looking thing home. I knew "the pretty one" would be adopted soon. I named you Desi. Short for Desnudo, the Spanish word for "naked." And naked you so were! The moment I opened your nasty cage you came to me.....and filled my heart with your quirky handsomeness and silly disposition. "You can't even touch this one" I recalled her saying. Had anyone even tried in the last four years? I cried when you crawled up my chest and nestled immediately in my hair. "I will love you with all my heart Desi", I promised. And, oh God, I did! I knew at that moment that you were waiting "there" for ME. I shared you all over the world and you were so very loved. We tried to grow some feathers, didn't we son? They would come and go, but I grew to realize that it bothered me more than it did you. You made a wonderful best friend, Tucker, who took you under his wings, kept you fat and happy, and protected you. You did the " Nekkid Chicken Dance" that made people, everywhere, laugh with joy and love for you. You left us, for some unknown, unexpected reason....months ago. It is only now that I can finally speak of you and smile again at your very name....Desnudo. Desi. Your silly image....my nekkid Parrotlet. Your larger than life personality and heart. I know you have wings now, my love! Fly, baby, FLY! I love you Des. Heidy Clark 10/3 12 |