Ebony Webboney My Little Princess
The house suddenly seems so very empty
I miss you so much my little darling Princess
Ebony Webbony my little independent girl
Thank you for being part of my life for so long
I will admit it was not that we were always connected
You were far too independent for all the cuddly stuff
Except, of course that is when you wants something
Then I became the sun, the moon, and the stars
Once your demands were satisfied, off you would flit
But you were always there, my little outdoor girl
Then when of course you did come into the house
It was like some Royal visit from the Queen
Up on the cabinet you’d sit by the kitchen door
Silently demanding, telling me it was supper time
For breakfast, only outdoors never never indoors
Different places with different change of mood
“No no, I do not want to eat here, no,no, NO!”
“Put it where I want it, or I will not eat at all!”
“I do not give a damn about the crows, put it there!”
“No I hate the Vets, no I hate cars, no, no, No!”
“No, no NO! I do not want my picture taken,
Go away, this is my private place, please go away”
“No, no, NO! Do not cuddle me I am not in the mood”
Okay so now is the time so make sure you do it right”
“Steuth , enough of this cuddle stuff, I’m out of here!”
For years you and Gingerwhinger did not speak
Then suddenly you became the greatest of pals
Inseparable you both became, Oh he misses you so
So do I my little precious Princess, Oh so do I.
Something has gone out of our lives and it is you
My Ebony Webbony, thank you for nineteen precious years!
© Copyright Elizabeth Waterhouse 2012
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