I wrote a poem for Beans, who died silently and unexpectedly in my lap as i was stroking him. I had no idea he was gone, and when i looked down at him, he wasn't breathing or anything. I rushed him to the vet, who said *tears streaming down my face* that he was dead. "How can this be?" I had said, because Beans had only been about two years old. I wrote a poem for him that night. Beans died last night, and I pray that he is safe in heaven with God.
Beans' Poem:
I remember how
you sat in my lap
while I was on the computer,
How you used to beg for food,
when I was trying to sleep,
it annoyed me, yes, but now I miss it,
and I miss you, too, Beans.
Beans, I'll never forget you.
Have fun in Heaven. I'll miss you forever;
thats a promise you know i'll actually keep. (
i never keep promises)
i miss beans very much.
In loving memory of Beans 
*chokes on tears* 
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