Today when I got home
Nemo, my cockatiel, was dead on the floor of the cage
I, until now, not quit crying
because I taught him to give kisses
singing
Occasionally he would ask me to care
He was special to me
very special
I'll never replace it
He had a cold and
suddenly
it worsened
was more rapid
So I hope that one day in a dream
I see,
singing and giving kisses
I know he's a better place now
because he always deserved
Nemo
birth-23/01/2008
death-04/05/2011