Death Comes In Threes

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That saying didn't mean much the first time I've read it, and yet I always find that to be true.

Unfortunately today, our little bird, Kiwi, passed away in a terrible accident. She drowned and we were unable to rescue her due to us not being there.

As much as it wasn't, I felt it was my fault.

Not too long ago, someone important to my friend passed away. Just last night, our neighbor's dog passed away.

Kiwi finishes the third death, and therefore ended this cycle.

I felt as if it could of been prevented, and it could of! But I was not in the right place at the right time, so now I'm lying in bed, mourning of her first birthday that will never arrive.

Kiwi was a ringneck, we suspected she might of been a boy, but we tested her feather and figured she was a girl. I made a non binary character based off of her, because for the longest time I didn't know what to do with it.

We buried her by the river near a small palm tree, and scattered the remains of her food near the area. She will grow into a wonderful tree.


We each, all five of us, kept a feather of her in remembrance.

And now she rests in sand and clay, a resting stop for those on their way.

And thoughnshe can't sing anymore, I still hear the sirens song, and the tap and inquisitness of her.

But now we mourn. The room feels emptier without her.

But she will be at rest for now. Albeit too soon.

I'll think of her whenever I see the moon.

FLY AWAY KIWI

NEVER TO RETURN
KNOW TO YOU, MY LOVE
WILL NEVER BURN

NEVER TO RETURNKNOW TO YOU, MY LOVEWILL NEVER BURN

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Rest in peace, my little baby.
How I love you so.
Tomorrow still comes, but it will go quickly.
To you, I give my memory, so you do not let go.

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