Sugar’s eyes are like a vivid love story.
Sugar’s heart is like a forever rhyme.
Even though life was full of woe and worry,
Those memories will survive even time.
We love her kisses but not her rank breath.
Her body will wiggle when she’s happy.
But having her has never been a test,
This story is almost, kind of, sappy.
She gave love as often as she received.
She is like a ray of sunshine at night.
Always thought she would stay, almost believed
This was true even though it was not right.
But in her ground grave of sand she will lay,
Though we lost her, her love will always stay.