Nicky's Memorial Photo Page

These first two pictures are a little grainy, but we'll try to get some new ones up soon! The second photo is a a few years old of Nicky and I.

This is a poem I wrote earlier this year. It started as my instruction page to the vet. I always typed up things he liked and such and the top of the page always said "This is Nicky" and I'd tape it to the cage. So, I expanded and wrote a poem with the title.

THIS IS NICKY A bundle of bright yellow feathers Just a small smidgen of pearl gray cheeks as orange as a tangerine sweet songs carry in his throat along with words taught to him through the years bringing our house to life So lovable and sweet This cherished member of our family This bright little joy in our life So happy to see us when we return home in the evening So sad to see us leave in the morning Looking into those tiny black bright eyes There is wisdom and unconditional love.

This one I wrote when the grief of his passing was at it's worst.

FEATHER On a warm summer's day The sun shines through my window Cicada's buzz in the distance A feather gently floats down from the sky With shades of yellow, gray and white, it catches my eye as it flickers and twinkles Echoes of bird song fill the house Days of laughter as bright as the sun Days when you were our only one Memories of happiness and joy Now bring a sad tear to my eye Sometimes music has no meaning Without your input to the song Your little feather falls from the sky A sign telling me you have not forgotten us In our hearts forever In our hearts your soul is alive.

My life with Nicky has always been fun and interesting. He has been so outspoken in helping me make decisions. For instance, before I met Bruce and had been dating he would make it known if he approved of someone or not. One time calls to mind when a gentleman caller had been talking to me while his back was to Nicky's cage. Nicky proceeded to pellet the man with sunflower seeds. As this man talked to me it was hard to keep a straight face as seeds bounced off the back of his head!!

Nicky always voiced his opinion. I recall another time when I was not feeling well and decided to take a nap on the couch by the cage. Apparently Nicky did not want me to nap as he proceeded to splash me with his drinking water!

Another instance of voicing his opinion was the time when I was to do a poetry reading at a local book store. Friends of ours couldn't make the reading and asked for a private one in our home. Half way through a rather serious poem Nicky shouted, "Nick's a good boy!" Well, it was hard to get through the poem after that since everyone was laughing so hard!

Nicky has always been such a character and such a joy. When Bruce and I were married, Bruce adopted Nicky and they had been great buddies through the whole time. It was nice that Nicky took to him also and both Bruce and I were always part of his flock.

The following cartoon reminds me so much of him. He picked up the phrase "poopy bird" and used it quite often especially when company was around.

Nicky will be dearly missed but he is in our hearts always and we know that he will be waiting for us at Rainbow bridge when our time comes.

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