Enchantment in their mother’s hands,
On the little box their eyes did land.
Unknown noises from inside
When opened showed big yellow eyes.
As privileged as a girl could be,
“A little kitten just for me?”
A knowing soul with jet black fur,
Happiness to hear him purr.
At night a ‘scratch, scratch’ at my door,
He’d cross the room on little paws,
On my bed he’d set up camp,
My best friend was little Scamp.
We never got to say goodbye,
And when I heard I didn’t cry.
It must have been a painful day,
When suddenly we went away.
Memories of your little face,
Make the world a safer place.
Thank you Scamp, bestest friend,
I wish I’d been there till the end.