by Tammy Friesen
ONE LITTLE DRINK
Little fuzzy fur feet
Sitting pretty in the sink.
Just to get one little drink.
Can't help but see her
Sitting so pretty in the sink.
Her eyes saying please
Without even a blink.
With a smile and a wink
I'll ask her
"Oh, do you want a drink?"
Then on goes the water.
Drip, Drip, Drip.
Purring and lapping
Enjoying every sip.
Still sitting so pretty in the sink,
Getting all wet
For that one little drink.
Now that Rocky is gone
So empty is the sink.
And no one is begging anyone
For that one little drink.
We all miss her, and often think.
We sure hope in Heaven
There is a big sink.
One with plenty of room
For her One Little Drink.