By Liz Abrams, November 19, 2015 —
Two BirdsAdam and Eve parakeets, the children’s intro to the wild life.Yes she henpecked himAt night he would pick the lock on the cage, ease out of the cage coveOut he would fly-He hung out all nightDailyDay in and day out
She always squaked, squabbled, naggedAnd cleaned his feathersEach night, he made his grand escapeBefore returning home in the morning to his cageHe, Adam, would fly to each roomAnd pick our hair, our cheekAnd wake us for the new dayThen Adam returned home to his henpecked environmentThis ritual continued for almost a yearOur family commented one day,One day, we are going to find Eve, flattened outAnd Adam will be out of his miseryAnd then, it happenedOne night, Adam and Eve, both out of the cage, walking on the living room floor and conversatingShe fell over and diedThe next day the children shoe-boxed her, buried her in the backyard facing the kitchen windowAdam stood duty on the kitchen window facing Eve’s graveNever moved or ate anymore food-Just looked out daily, without movementAnd one morning, Adam lay on the kitchen floor, dead of a broken heartA henpecked man does not mean an unhappy man if she’s the Love of his Life.