The little tweets coming from your beak.
  Your lovely songs sounding so sweet.
My ears were joyful at the sound.
  I'd watch you flit all around.

You'd call for a mate dance and sing.
  You certainly did it with a zing.
It was sheer delight to watch you.
  When you sang and danced I was not blue.

You even squawked when you were mad.
  I even loved you when you were bad.
You were a friend near and dear to me.
  My love for you I hope you did see.
You'll not be forgotten never fear.
  In my life's memory you'll be revered.

   Ramona Logan