Simon

Little hamster Simon

Died when I was Seven.

I miss him so much 

He’s now in hamster heaven.

I miss my little hamster friend

Little hamster Si.

I miss his furry little legs

And his little beady eyes.

I miss the way

He played on his wheel.

I miss the way

His fur would feel.

I miss the way

He hid in wool.

I miss his cheeks

Becoming full.

I miss the way

He stumbled in food.

I even miss

Cleaning up his pooh.

Little hamster Simon

Died when I was Seven.

I miss him so much 

He’s now in hamster heaven.