You drew no last breath,
because you never had need to breathe.
Instead you offered me
sweetness in subtlety,
songs of solitude that held me
as I held you
with the love only a little boy
could give you.
With warm hands and gentle voice,
I told you the things about me
I barely knew myself,
and you told me you'd remember forever.
I know you will, in other hands -
I owe you a quiet goodbye,
and your melody will never grow hazy;
you've found a new home,
so farewell, darling Daisy.