Living the life of luxury
Amongst the fake plants she did hide
Doing her little fishy funny crazy flips
Trying to escape the bowl
I truly miss every one of her tricks
The best part about her was feeding time
She gulped her food so fast
And smiled through knowing she was fine
She became a little bit of an acrobat
Missing her freshwater home
carpet..splat
(I came home to find her
Sad to say that is is true
Goldie is part of the morning dew
I buried her among my elephant plants
Sheis a part of them and I end my rant)
I miss my little Goldie so very very much
Such a special part of my life
Depression of her loss will never be my crutch
I know she is in a greater more awesome place
Goodness knows I miss her
Honestly I miss that sweet little fishy face. Poem here.
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