There comes a time

when a lock chimes

and a best friend dies

and there are tearful goodbyes

Then there’s a prayer

and someone’s there

a hand through your hair

and someone cries

But a creature so small

with few friends at all

begins to fall

and no one cares

But her best friend sighs

and someone tries

to silence her cries

but everyone fears

That the death of a pet

and the loss of a friend

that has caused her to wept

and shed helpless sad tears

Will burn in her soul

and cause her to roll

and things no one told

will drive her to say

“I’m done with this one

and all that has gone

and no longer will I

be the one who must stay.”