• One night when i was laying in bed,
    I had a horrible dream in my head,
    It was of my beloved hamster,
    I dreamed I lost him again,
    Nothing will get me out of this pain;

    Allways in my heart,
    he's still there,
    clutching me, like a bear.
    I wish i could snuggle him once more,
    I allways have teardrops dropping to the floor.

    I still think of him every day,
    re-making him, out of clay.
    When i look at it,
    and stare,
    There is no one to have a shoulder to cry on there.

    I then feel like a lost child,
    Feeling very mild.
    No matter how much i try,
    No matter how much i cry,
    He'll never come back.
    But years away in my future,
    when I die,
    I'll see him in heaven,
    All the time.

    I still have he's cage,
    Sitting there, lonely in my bedroom,
    As I listen to the voice of doom.
    "He's gone now, can't you see?"
    "But now i have took the key,"
    "To getting him back,"
    "The keys on my tall coat rack!"

    The more it speaks,
    the more i cry.
    Feeling like i'm about to die.
    I just sit on the sofa and sigh,
    At least i'll see him again soon,
    And we can jump over the moon!


    This poem is to my hamster, Tigels.
    I Love my hamster. heart