You were my funny, little feathered friend;
To your every need, I would always tend.
You’d stand under a running tap, trying to catch the drips.
In your brightly coloured birdbath, you loved to take a dip.
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Great poem, really liked it, a good write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Rise Of The Crow.
Very sweet, funny and lovely. You portray the memory very well. I loved reading it!