I have to let go

This may not be a good poem, but its about my guinea pig, Shes sick and dying, so we have to have her put down, and this is a poem in her name. My dear Precious.

I have to let go,

Of my dear dear friend,

She was the best i ever had,

She made me happy when i was sad,

She made my day,

If it was bad id go to her, Talk to her,

And She would would make me happy again,

She is and was the best,

I'll live her forever,

Even if i dont see her,

Shes still in my head,

I love her now,

Forever and always.

Shes the cutest little thing,

With her big bulgy eyes,

And black, Brown, And white fur.

She was the best,

She'll always be the best,

Just want Her to know,

I love Her so,

Shes part of the family,

And not seeing Her will kill me,

But at least She'll be happy,

Even when Shes far away,

She'll still make my day,

I'll still talk to Her,

I know She can hear me,

I really love Her,

I'll miss Her always,

There wont be a day that i wont think of Her,

Goodbye my dear friend,

I love you.

Author's Note

This may not be a good poem, but its about my guinea pig, Shes sick and dying, so we have to have her put down, and this is a poem in her name. My dear Precious.