It’s evening now, the sun has gone
The bird flies to its nest
Something’s missing, something’s gone
A friend I called “the best”

Years of happiness, years of fun
The welcome always glad
You were happy just to be with me
And share the life we had

That first night – oh what a noise!
You cried yourself to sleep
You missed your Mum, and brothers too
But now you were mine – to keep And keep

I did – 15 years and more
So glad you came to stay
Oh, it’s tough without you, Oliver-
I love and miss you - every day

April 2005

By Marion Laurence