Reflected on his life
just aged six
wanted to stay there
forever and a day

Sorry my furry and cuddly friend
You can stay there in literature
but our lives move on
inevitable decline
so evidently shown
in the lives of my friends

I love them more
as life inflicts
damage over time
want to hold them
evermore tightly

Hold my hand tightly
my friends
as I will hold yours
when we meet
on the shores of
the yellow river

A gold coin for the boatman
will see us across
to another dimension
safe at last!