I am with You, I am by your bed every night; I come to have a peek.
I can see when you are crying, and you find it hard to sleep.
I chatter to you softly as you brushed away your tears,
“It’s me, I haven’t left you. I’m well. I’m fine. I’m here.”
I was close to you at breakfast. I watched you pour the tea.
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached out to me.
I was with you at my grave today. You tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you, that I am not lying there.
I flew with you back towards the house. As you fumbled for your key,
I gently touched you with a feather, I smiled and said, “It’s me.”
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know that I was perching there.
It’s possible for me to be so near you everyday
To say to you with certainty, “I never went away.”
You sat there very quietly, and then smiled. I think you knew
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over – I smile and watch you yawning
And say, “Good night, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll fly across to greet you and we’ll enter side by side.
I have many things to show you. There is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out… then come home to be with me
(The original version is titled “I Stood by your Bed”)
~Author Unknown~
Feathered Angels 
“I Am With You” is beautiful and heart-wrenching, and has touched my soul. I’ve lost 2 precious feathered souls in the 26 years I’ve shared my life with birds. My Moluccan Cockatoo “Coolwhip” succumbed to tuberculosis on 9-11-02 after battling this unknown demon for months. She was unable to come out of the anesthesia that morning during an exploratory surgery. I wasn’t with her when she died, but the night before, I held her during the night and told her how much I loved her. If there was ever a bird soul mate that one can have, Coolwhip was mine. My Eclectus “Nicole” succumbed to peritonitis on 3-11-05 and I had to have her euthanized at the local pet ER clinic. Having to cuddle her in a towel as she was bleeding out, then handing her to the vet was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. She was the sweetest Eclectus I’d ever known, but she was interested in 2 things: eating and laying eggs. She was young and otherwise healthy, but there was no way to save her. I have photos, feathers, toys & other memories of my two girls throughout my home, but the pain has never left my heart. I share my life with 4 birds now – – 2 of whom were with me when I lost my other 2 girls, and they have helped me go through the years of losing the others. Thank you for this beautiful remembrance of how our lives change when we share them with precious pets that make us laugh, drive us crazy & teach us what unconditional love is 🙂
This is so moving. I lost my yellow shouldered amazon Garley on January 1 of this year. He had had some physical problems but we thought he had won the battle. As Janelle said he was my soul mate a sweeter bird there never was. I miss him so much I have pictures and feathers too but just want to hold him again and smell his fruity smell. My b&g has been a blessing and my husband got me another yellow shouldered and he has helped but Harley was so very special. It hurts to loom at his pictures. I feel like I failed him.
Please dont feel like you failed him, know that he felt the love you were giving him and that is all that truly matters to these Angels. Sadly sometimes by the time they come to us, so much damage has already been done that it is irreversible. However I truly feel that they are so empathic and understand who loves them. He flew onto the Rainbow Bridge with your love carrying him the whole way I am sure of it.