A little feral’s what you were
I thought I could tame you
but I wasn’t sure.
When soon you saw we meant no harm
you worked us using all your charm.
So sweet and loving
you’d turn out to be
when finally you loved and trusted me.
We would have loved you just the same
whether wild and stubborn
or mild and tame.
We’ll not forget our little Gem
who melted hearts like
the best of them.
Nancy