I Will Forever Miss You My Little Miss Blue

by Geoffrey Campbell
(Scranton Pennsylvania USA 18510)

Miss Blue, oh how I love her, and oh how she loved me. She was white with a hint of blue, my sweet little parrotlet who was always with me. She would press her sweet little head into my fingers, and just keep pressing until I would caress her.
When I would talk to her, she would talk back, and just gaze into my face. If I asked her if she would like to go outside, she knew what I meant, and her chirp was a quick enthusiastic "Yes." I got to recognize her different chirps. When I would give in to her request to be held, she would give a low purr, showing her pleasure. If I had been gone for a couple of hours, upon arriving home she had this distinctive chirp that she only gave when expressing happiness and joy. She would also make this sound if I brought her the core of a sweet red bell pepper.
I have had many dogs, cats, guinea pigs, rabbits, and different types of birds, but none ever loved me as did my little Miss Blue. Now the only relief I have is when I fall asleep. When I awaken, her sweet little greetings will never fall upon my ears, her softly touching my ears in affection and little purrs will never be felt again.
I am handicapped, and no longer can have dogs and cats. For years I was lonely in my little room, but when she entered my life each day became joyful. If I may ask, please pray for me dear reader. Any sharing of personal loss, or words of encouragement would be appreciated, and help this wounded heart.