May 2022
We were so happy
She and I
Spent all our time together
Flew together
Looked after each other
And then
She fell sick and died
She lay there
In our nest
With eggs unhatched
She wanted a family
But time ran out
So still and lifeless
I watched helplessly
Unable to help
I called to her
There was no reply
Just silence in death
No more happiness
No more flights together
We were so happy
She and I
All is gone
So now I will wait
For the day I die
She and I
Spent all our time together
Flew together
Looked after each other
And then
She fell sick and died
She lay there
In our nest
With eggs unhatched
She wanted a family
But time ran out
So still and lifeless
I watched helplessly
Unable to help
I called to her
There was no reply
Just silence in death
No more happiness
No more flights together
We were so happy
She and I
All is gone
So now I will wait
For the day I die
This poem is in memory of a couple of domesticated white java doves and another couple of fan-tailed pigeons that I had. The female dove died and the male one pined away, refusing to eat until he died a week later. The fan-tailed pigeons were extraordinarily loving, the male one looking after and protecting his mate fiercely. One day the female flew away and never returned. The male one followed the day after and both disappeared.
