Pinky my precious little treasure

Oink, snort, soft, cuddle, cute. I remember the day my parents brought it for me. I take it everywhere with me. I play with it all the time. Pinky is as cute as a new born baby.

I can hear Pinky talking to me like my sister telling me a secret. Pinky smells like fresh red roses from a garden. Pinky tastes like pink cotton candy from a carnival.

Soft shy Pinky shines in the smooth sun light. She is smart and talent. Pinky never gives up and always tries her hardest. If Pinky was lost, I would feel, miserable, gloomy. Pinky always brighten up days.

I hug her oh so tight and I sleep with her every single night.
I will always remember her forever.
Pinky my precious little treasure.