You brighten up our home now,
like sunshine's golden rays.
Our silly little Sunshine
we love to watch you play.

You run and race all over the house,
your black fur mouse it flys.
Your balls you widely scatter,
with laughter in your eyes.

But when you're softly sleeping,
upon your special bed.
There is a golden halo, 
right were you rest you head.

You dream of all the fun you had,
and tomorrows fun to come.
Sleep well our golden angel
our precious little ray of Sun!
 
 

By: Wayne Pond
Copyright © 05-16-2003