Lost Wings

Back in the day, my buddy was green,  

A little parrot with a curious sheen.  

We’d vibe together, chirp and play,  

He’d squawk at dawn to start my day.  

Feathers bright like neon light,  

Perched on my shoulder, a fearless sight.  

He’d mimic sounds and copy tunes,  

Bright-eyed, lively, filling rooms.  

One summer day, he flew too high,  

Caught a drift, a slice of sky.  

I watched him fade to endless blue,  

My heart sank deep I missed him true.  

Now, every time the sun dips low,  

I think of him, my emerald glow.  

A childhood friend, now far above,  

Gone too soon, my lost-winged love.