Many would say you were just a mouse but you were special, you survived through so much and in the end I think your heart gave up.
Ironically you settled down for the night in your new cage, which you'd had less than a week, under your Rainbow Bridge and went to sleep.
I called you as I went out to the buns, I came back in expecting you to be waiting for me but you weren't
I opened your cage thinking you were sleeping, I could see you under your bridge but there was no movement, my heart almost stopped, I moved the bridge carefully in case you were asleep, but you weren't
Huddled up, you were cold and you had gone, the light had burned out.
A light. Out.
A life. Gone.
A love. Lost.
Run free sweetheart, forever encased in my heart
