Aw. Who?Poor girl, I'm so sorry!
I've been having a rough time with BURDZ dying, too.....
I can't get over the beauty in this touching poem......
And what a kind gesture to write it for Lily during her time of grieving.
Hey!I saw it
, but haven't responded on your bulletin board yet.
I'm awful about those these days!
~Amari
Show Amari the poem you made, @HeavensHens88
:/ This is so sad, I'm almost regretting I wrote it.
~Moonlight Feathers~
A feather blows in the midnight breeze
And the tears pour down my face
How could this have happened?
How are you no longer in this place?
You were just here-
My Sunshine dear.
You were taken so fast
For it seems just moment or two ago.
That you weren't even near your last.
The time we had was short
Too brief, compared to mortal years
But my little ball of sun
Brightened my life and obliterated my tears.
My hand reaches down to pet your head
Over the roosting bar
My finger grope and flail,
But to no avail
But how can my morning Sun be dead?
My beloved friend
That's what you were
No matter other's viewpoint.
For your shining feathers were to me-
As their dog's fur.
My fingers dance along the box
Where you nested most
I pluck a feather from its depths
And hold it up to the moon's streaming light
It shimmers like a golden moth-
An everlasting ghost.
Candice makes a purring trill
Her eyes half-closed with sleep
Could this precious one
Perhaps live still-
But never quite in your place?
For my Sun will be forever here
Within this moonlit coop
Among the friends and flock she's known
For the fleeting years.
A ray of eternal sun shines in my heart-
A beam of molten moonlight that sets my sobs at ease-
For you, my Sun, will be forever near
As a feather blown by the midnight breeze.
By~ Me.
I can't get over the beauty in this touching poem......
Hey!
~Amari
The more emotion behind it, the better my writing comes out, I've found. I let God take the pen and he's the real Author. 
So I'm better at writing sad poems, and I thought a commemoration for poor Sunshine to Lily would be nice. Especially since I'm never content with a simple "My sincerest condolences" to someone who has lost a beloved chicken. 
Awww, thanks, Amari.
Awww, thanks, Amari.
I'm no good with words. *SIGH*
Wait, wait, wait.
I'm no good with words. *SIGH*
Says the girl who can't join an RP because she writes to much.
Wait, wait, wait.
I'm no good with words. *SIGH*
Says the girl who can't join an RP because she writes to much.
Wait, wait, wait.
I'm no good with words. *SIGH*
Says the girl who can't join an RP because she writes to much.
P. S. Too.
Now I can officially blame eurospell because it's been working overtime this morning.
Now I can officially blame eurospell because it's been working overtime this morning.
Now I can officially blame eurospell because it's been working overtime this morning.
Though it be shocking, I am doing the foreign thing called serious. 
