Hi. I used to read here several years ago, but did not have time to
keep up with all the messages. However, I'm hoping perhaps someone
can help me.
Bandit, my 9-year-old budgie, died last Friday. A few years back,
I recall reading a poem, and perhaps it was here, about birds being
on loan from God and that we are given them to take care of, but
eventually they must return. (It was not any type of Rainbow Bridge
poem.) I could swear I had saved this poem, but cannot find it on
my computer. It is probably on my old hard drive.
Is anyone familiar with this poem who can point out to me where to
find it, or reprint it? I would really appreciate it.
Here's my little guy's web page, if you are interested in taking a
peek: http://flyingdreams.home.mindspring.com/bandit.htm. He was
such a little character and had quite a vocabulary. I miss talking
to him all the time.
Thanks in advance,
Linda
>From: jlyoung@mindspring.com (Linda M. Young)
>Hi. I used to read here several years ago, but did not have time to
>keep up with all the messages. However, I'm hoping perhaps someone
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>on loan from God and that we are given them to take care of, but
>eventually they must return.
I'm sorry for your loss.
"I'll lend you, for a little while, a bird of mine, He said.
For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he is dead.
It may be six or seven years, or maybe twenty-three,
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, as all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this bird to learn.
I've looked the whole world over in my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love - not think this labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call, to take him back again.
I fancied that I heard them say, 'Dear Lord, thy will be done.'
For all the joy this bird shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shower him with tenderness and love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.
And should the angels call for him much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand."
Author Unknown
Regards
Linda M. Young - 27 Jan 2004 13:57 GMT
> I'm sorry for your loss.
That's the poem. Thank you, toucanldy! I appreciate it.
Linda
"Mama Hen" to Sylvester, Pip, Merlin, and Bandit forever.
MandyR - 27 Jan 2004 23:24 GMT
> >From: jlyoung@mindspring.com (Linda M. Young)
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> Regards
>Bandit, my 9-year-old budgie, died last Friday.
My condolences to you...
Jayne & Pepsi (CAG)
Frankie (MSC2)
Peaches (MOL2)
Bridget ('Tiel)