You were the smallest one born that day,
yet in our hearts you were meant to stay.

You were a bit neurotic to say the least,
but there you were, sitting pretty as you please.

You tapped us gently to get our attention,
you trained us well, so we paid attention.

You loved to hide and burrow under the covers,
now you're gone and it's us who must recover.

Do not be afraid sweet little girl,
for we will meet again . . . in another world.

Love,
Your Mommie