Oh no! They cried.

It was true, she had died.

I had gone into shock.

The only thing keeping me in time was the clock.

There she was lying on the floor.

Who had she been mistaken for?

We were only gone for an hour at most.

My nose wiggled as I smelt a fresh roast.

Dinner was near.

But I was in fear.

Her body was frozen.

Why was she chosen?

Crying, crushed, and comfortless.

I couldn’t stay and watch the process.

She was my sun.

I would miss her witty puns.

They hugged me in my grief.

I was still in disbelief.

I wasn’t given the chance to say farewell.

If only I had a spell.

I was still.

Avoiding the obvious chills.

I wasn’t awake.

Still in shock at her fate.

Soon she was gone and I was left to think.

I felt so small, I feared I would shrink.

I imagined our memories and hoped they would be shared.

Never again would I be so unprepared.

May we meet again, I will not forget.

Though you are gone, we will not reset. 

My angel you are, look over me please.

Rest now, you can be at ease.