I named him Joey
As he brought so much joy
Though I had to add an ‘E’
As he was a little boy.

I knew that he was sickly
But I believed that he’d get well
I grew to love him so very much
Even only having him for such a short spell.

I had a feeling last night
That when I awoke today
I’d find that God had come
And taken my sweet little Joey away.

So sadly this morning
Although he looked just to be asleep
He was cold and kinda stiff
Immediately making me begin to weep.

It’s so very sad
Not fair at all
He wasn’t given the chance
So frail and so small.

Still I’ll always love him
With a permanent spot in my heart
So when I get home I’ll get another Joey
Who’ll be happy and healthy right from the start.

And I wondered why my guys
Wouldn’t help to make him strong
They’d give him a sniff and maybe a lick or two
But I guess maybe they knew that something was wrong.

At least I still have my Seven
Happy and healthy as can be
And when it’s time to get a new brother
The perfect one will appear for me.