by Cheryl Krauss
Tiny
Tiny has joined the
others up above,
She is now in God's
care and love.
Sitting on laps and
letting you hold her,
Softly laying her head
on your shoulder.
She has no pain,
she's with the others,
You know the ones,
her sisters and brothers.
They are now at the
pet playground in the sky,
Maybe someday we will be
with them, and fly
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