She's as graceful as a swan <br />Her eyers are a beautiful <br />And her mane was as soft as a feather <br />Her coat was just like silk <br />Her whinny was as peaceful as a bald eagle in the clear blue sky <br />She wondered about like she knew what to do <br />Her days were short <br />But her hours were long <br />There was to much pain and suffering <br />For her to just go on <br />So we just let her be the white angel that she was <br />Go back to her rightful place..........Heaven <br />Well, theres only one thing left to say: <br />PRECIOUS <br />And I think that word describes itself<br /><br />Sheena Schultz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/precious-8/
