forgiveness is giving up all hope of a better past

it's been exactly a week since you left,
and around the time we buried you..
and this first heavy downpour of rain since we left you there
seems to bear much meaning for me

initially i was really worried when it will start raining
because i hoped your feathers would be kept dry and pretty always
and you'll always look cute and serene..

but i've slowly come to terms with it.
and while it seems a melancholic morning,
with sunshine occasionally chirping away,
the rain seems to be cleansing the earth of its sorrows

and i feel comforted by friends who told me that you have gone to birdie heaven..
i still miss you so much bow..
sometimes at home i still forget that you're gone..
i walk to the kitchen excitedly,
only to reminded of your absence when i see that where your nestling box used to be is now a huge, huge empty space..

i play with sun sun more now..
i was always guilty of placing more attention on you,
because you were the only one who would come out of your box to play with me whenever i went to visit sunsun and you..

thank you for coming into our lives bowbow..
i really hope you had a wonderful 7 years being part of our family..
you always will be :)