Just a bundle of fluff and feathers
And beautiful spreading wings.
With claws to grip and a beak to nip
And other precious things.
A playful little sweetheart
And such a special soul.
A trusting, clever, funny friend
With a heart forged from pure gold.
Sandra's little darling
Has joined the eternal throng.
Gone soaring amongst the angels
In heaven where he belongs.
written by my lovely brother David 4/3/13