One Parrots Rescue Cry Will you take me home with you? I cant promise Ill be good. No one taught me how to act, Or behave as a parrot should. My first owner didnt treat me right He said I was bad. He never forgave me for that first bite After that, he was always mad. He shoved me back into my cage, And I started to scream. Then he hit me in rage And my life became a bad dream. So, now I scream and yes, I bite. Im angry and misunderstood. But, please take me home with you, Love me and Ill be good. Please let me come home with you And spend some time with me. I can be sweet again, I know. Take me home, and youll see. My next owner swore at me, I learned to say things back. So now my words are crude and rude, Please cut me some slack. If you let me come home with you Ill learn some nicer speech. If you are kind and give me the time Ill change my vulgar screech. Im really just a baby, And so misunderstood. Please let me c ome home with you, I can learn to be good. My next owner just HAD to have me. She thought I was way too cool. But now she doesnt have the time for me. Shes busy with boys in school. Thats why I began to pluck, Im not pretty any more. I wont be much of an ornament, If thats what youre looking for I may never grow new feathers, My chest may always be bare. But my soul, I know, could heal itself If I only had someone who cares. My last owner died and left me, She said she made plans. But she never followed through on them, And Ive fallen into bad hands. Please take me home and treat me right. And let our friendship grow. Please let me come home with you, This time it will work, I know. Please overlook my failings, Please end this pain and strife. Please, please take me home with you, And Ill be your friend for life. Now that Im home bathed, settled and fed, All nicely tucked in my warm new bed. Id like to open my baggage Lest I forget there is so much to carry So much to regret. Hmm... yes, there it is, right on the top Lets unpack loneliness, heartache and loss, And there by my perch hides fear and shame. As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave. I still have to unpack my baggage called pain. I loved them, the others, the ones who left me But I wasn’t good enough - for they didn’t want me. Will you add to my baggage? Will you help me unpack? Or will you just look at my things And take me right back? Do you have the time to help me unpack? To put away my baggage, To never unpack? I pray that you do – Im so tired you see, But I do come with baggage Will you still want me? ~ Author unknown Illustration for volume three of The Diary of Pink Pearl Continues: Im Wide Awake and Born Again! by Daisy Timonan Please show your support for our fundraiser so we can continue our mission to help care for formerly self-destructive and neglected parrots in their new forever home. https://youcaring/manage-fundraiser.aspx?frid=261101
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 06:01:00 +0000
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