I had a conure parrot named nowa.
He was lite green red lite blue lavender dark blue.
He could say just about anything.
He would say I love you.
The day he died I held him like a baby.
Wrapped up in a blanket.
Warm and cozy.
I held him for hours.
Animal's are for us to appreciate and take care of.
He died one cold December day.
He could say ma.
I would answer yes nowa.
Nowa was a very special bird.
He was very smart.
He is one of God's creation.
I felt like I was blessed.
To have nowa in my life for the short time he was in my life.
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