Lord take this pet if it be your will she’s so young and small and she’s oh so ill. Don’t let her suffer we ask you please take this little soul and set our mind at ease. Guide her to Heaven where she’ll be at home where with all the other animals; she can play and roam playing all day up in the meadows above cradled in your arms covered with your love. With no more aches and no more pains, she’ll play in the bright sunshine. No more rain, we’ll see her again we know we will so take her lord if it be your will.
I'll Miss you!
| Mew |
| 22, May 2005 |
| MICHELLE BURGDORF |