Picked you out when you were three days old You were my little pot of gold Held you in my hands, your eyes not yet open, You filled my dreams of all I was hopin' Gave me a kiss and a little nibble I took you home and gave you some kibbles There at home you met your brother He would love you like no other Your tummy in need of repair You stole my heart, so I didn't care Oh, the sweetness in your big brown eyes Makes me want to really cry Love to have your tummy rubbed Didn't care much to be in the tub Filled me with so much joy Right there to greet my baby boy Always with me through it all To give me a kiss should I fall These past few months you grew so frail To think of the end would make me wail The hardest thing I had to do Was to say good-bye to holding you I couldn't bare to see you suffer To set you free was my only buffer My heart is broken, I hope you know I gave you to God because I loved you so In the arms of the angels you will be I'll see you again someday, you'll see In God's tender loving care I'll love you forever, my precious Hunny Bear. Poem by Theresa Keatley, In memory of her beloved Little Princess, Hunny Bear. January 16, 1994 - November 24, 2007 Midi playing: "Your Love" Copyright © Bruce DeBoer, being used with permission. All photographs of Hunny Bear copyright © Theresa Keatley. Best viewed with screen monitor set at 1024 x 768. This not for profit webpage created by Marvaline dedicated to the sweet memory of Hunny Bear. 07 January 2012