In The End

Our tiger went first
He was the oldest
God, I miss him

Now the two girls
Sisters in spirit
Soon traveling

And the wolf is
Loosing sight
Though fiesty

Two fish gone
With only one
Flaring proudly

Our numbers
Diminishing =
Accomplished?

Lives cared for –
But were they
Truly happy?

The “reward” is
Freedom from
Responsibility

Talk about
Heart-wrench
Loss reality!