Spud the Hamster
To "Spud" my special little hamster
"Spud" - my little hamster in late April popped his clogs
Now buried in a grave in the garden underneath the sod
With some of his hamster food that I did not want to waste
I threw it in the garden to give the birds something to taste
Now my garden is filled up with huge golden sunflowers galore
And with it now my beautiful little "Spud" lives on forever more
I will tend to these sunflowers until their time with me is spent
Remembering all the times of "Spud" my hamster heaven sent
Love you Son - Love Mom x x x
"Spud" as seen in my profile picture - God bless your little cotton socks
Indiana Shaw . . . -_-
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2017
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