Yesterday I cried
For all the little souls that died
Becuz they loved me.
There was this lonely chick
That I spent all the hours with
But night I had to return her
to her cage beside my bed.
She screamed & cried
And jumped and bounced
Until she broke her neck-
And lie crying –
All but dead.
And then there was my little BlueBerry
As black as night was she.
A cross tween Silki & Turken
With tiny heart from a giant Lion.
Her nest I made above my pillow
All tucked safe & warm & near each night.
I thought it “Cute!” when she snuck out of her bed each night
To burrow beneath the covers to lie by my side.
And then the morn I found her cold & still
Another dead- and again I cried.
Poor little ‘Beakie’- her life began a monstrous challenge.
It was far too long before I realized
She was born with just a bottom beak.
The ability to eat each day meant life or death
So when I realized her disability
Her health & spirit were just Amazing!
So from that day, Special was the attention she got from me
Until I once more let down, the Love of a little One
When I was forced to take them all to Auction.
They had no idea what their future held
Or that they would forever be away from me
But when I saw the Asian folk look only at the prices
And calculating weight without feathers…..
I could only stand there –shaking- and cried.
I cried yesterday….
Becuz All those that have love for me, must die.
©12 November 2014 Violet Skye