Lament For A Gerbil Poem by Paul Reed

Lament For A Gerbil



Eyes shut;
No more to open
Whiskers still;
No more to twitch

Just a little life
No more to caper
Beneath the earth
Wrapped in kitchen paper

Day over;
No sun to shine
Cage still;
No wheel to turn

Just a little life
No more tomorrow
Beneath the earth
Wrapped in sorrow

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