Gray, furry coat, soft as ermine,
Wiggled her nose very refined,
Perhaps better said, bit saucy
Was Willow. A lifetime recluse.
Enjoyed exclusive living quarters,
Well defined, two-story home.
In most unique surrounding,
Surprisingly a spacious bathroom.
Times she became a bit peeved
Grumpily threw food on floor.
Often showed streak of impudence,
Could be very sassy on occasion.
.
Quirks graciously disregarded by
Doting owner naturally feels
Definitely feels part of self missing,
Since Willow departed this sphere.
Best to remember, she is not dead,
Just away to a land far beyond
Mortal imagination. She mingles
With myriads of Happy Bunnies.
Spirit freed, meandering lush
Green pastures, sipping from
Streams of pure, clear water.
Life perfection--hers eternally.
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