A Hamster Named Wiskers
On new years eve you came to me
in a little cage as cute as could be
so happy and full of life you were
with a little pink nose and soft brown fur
everyday in your cage you would run on the ground
or inside your ball you would spin round and round
making everyone laugh with your soft little squeak
in my palm you would sleep looking so sweet
but on christmas eve when you closed your eyes
while laying in my hand you did not wake to my cries
you stayed very still as if just in sleep
I pulled you to my chest and started to weep
In my mind swam pictures of what we had done
that one year of your life had been full of much fun
that's when my mom came in and saw you there
my dad took you from me with the greatest of care
I wanted to bury you out in the lawn
but my dad said no and then you were gone
Goodbye wiskers your story may end
but I will still count you my very best friend
11-1-2013
Copyright © Anne Hessler | Year Posted 2013
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