He was a pet,
he had a good life,
but now he's gone.
In the flash of a light
his body lay frozen
on the ground.
I do not make a sound
it took too long
we couldn't find him.
I used to think
it was my fault,
but now I know
it was destiny.
It was his time
to go.
This was the way
God wanted it to be.
A month ago
he ate his last meal.
A month ago
he took his last hop.
A month ago
he was in my arms.
A month ago
We were both happy.