I lay my head on my pillow
Try my best to go to sleep,
Two of my budgies, I'll never see again
So silently, I do weep.
Everytime I close my eyes,
All I see is them,
I miss them terribly so
They were two of my gems.
It seems so strange here now
Without the two of them here,
So, when I go to bed every night
I silently shed my sad tears.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
May.12/2006
